Submission

I am really starting to get light-headed from the continuous lack of oxygen. Marie's smother is very effective, and it would have me in trouble in any situation if I do not escape quickly. This is one of those times. I weakly push on her sides, arms, and hips for a while with no results. Every time I move, she tenses up expecting me to easily turn this around like I did her grapevine. I am happy to know she is still worried about my strength and am excited to see her surprise and joy when she wins. I rub her sides one more time admiring her soft skin before tapping 3 times on her arm.

I guess she is so surprised that she doesn't even recognize my submission. Marie doesn't move and keeps smothering me. I am not in trouble but sell it by tapping harder and saying I give up. I can't really verbalize anything because my words are not audible and become lost in her chest. Marie recognizes this because she gasps but does not let me free.

"What was that?" she asks with a tone of happiness, but uncertainty at what just happened.

"I submit!" I yell into her chest while tapping frantically to make it look like I am really in trouble.

"Oh my god! Are you really submitting to me?" she asks in shock at the unexpected situation. She lifts her chest off my face and looks into my eyes.

I get a few deep breaths leaving her in suspense before saying, "Yes Marie...You win. Your smother is too good...I can't take it anymore.

"This is crazy! I can't believe I beat up a guy who is so muscular. I didn't think I stood a chance, but I actually won!"

"Don't sell yourself short. You beat me up pretty good. I couldn't escape".

"Thanks! I was in control quite a bit. Be honest. Is it that you couldn't escape? Or didn't want to?"

"Can I say both? It was already hard to escape because I couldn't breathe and after a while, I was enjoying it so much I didn't want it to end."

"That works for me! I accept any answer when the person giving it to me is a cute guy that I just beat in a wrestling match" she replies winking at me.

"Yeah yeah. Maybe next time don't cheat by stripping naked during the match".

"Hey! That's not cheating! It's not my fault you can't handle my perfect tits. I was going to ask another question, but now I don't need to".

"What is that?"

"I was going to ask how it felt to get beat by a girl, but that tent you are pitching in your underwear tells me how much you liked it".

"I loved every second of it. You are an amazing woman with some amazing holds".

"I am glad you think so! I was worried this would go so bad that I wouldn't be cut out for wrestling, but this match has given me so much confidence. Thank you!"

"Don't thank me. You earned it".

"Good point. So, I asked before if you would train me, but that was before I knew I could kick your butt! If you want, I might be able to fit you in my busy schedule and train you".

"That is a tempting offer. Does that include more smothers like that?"

"Only if you are good. Are you going to be good?"

"Yes ma'am!"