I'm going to make her pay for this.

Still trapped in her armbar, I fight my way up to a sitting position, then to one knee.

"What do you think you're going to do?" she asks slyly.

Grunting with the effort, I get to my feet, lifting her up with me. With my free hand, I lift her up entirely, pause for the split second she needs to realize what's happening, then slam her down on the mat.

"Ungh!" she moans as she lets go, a little splash of her vaginal discharge ending up on my arm. She lies on her back for a bit, writhing in arousal, biting her lips, fondling her tits. I use this time to crank my arm and regain circulation. It's hard when it feels like all the blood is rushing to my penis, watching her tantalizing figure in such raw sexual bliss.

She stands up, knowing she's made her point. She is all woman, but she can hold her own against me.

We lock up again, each looking for an advantage.