Lady Grace makes her move.

Pulling you into the very center of the squared circle, Lady Grace lets go of your legs steps around you almost daintily until she’s straddling your torso. Then, she grabs your wrists, jams a foot in between your shoulder blades, and wrenches back viciously on your arms in a surfboard hold! You can’t keep yourself from crying out in pain as your back and arms are agonizingly stretched in ways that a human body was never meant to move.

“Yes,” she murmurs in a sultry purr, licking her lips. “That’s right. Scream for me.”

Her position over you is utterly dominant, controlling your entire body and inflicting incredible pain with no way for you to retaliate. There’s no thought in your mind of resisting the hold as you desperately gasp out, “I submit!”

Lady Grace doesn’t immediately release you when she hears the words, keeping you in her grasp for a few more terrifying seconds before finally letting you collapse to the mat. You scramble away from her and stand up, leaning on the ropes until the throbbing pain in your shoulders and back starts to subside. She stares at you the whole time in utter contempt.

You’ve lost a point for a submission.