Lock her in a crushing bearhug.

Scooping her off her feet, your fingers lock together around the small of her back in one fluid motion.

Gasping in surprise as her feet are lifted helplessly off the ground, Chloe’s shock quickly gives way to pain as you begin squeezing inwardly on her lower back.

“And Chloe walks right into the dreaded bearhug!” the announcer exclaims.

Keeping her arms pinned to her sides to prevent her from an easy escape, you firmly clinch in the hold and simply wait for the inevitable.

Writhing in your grasp, Chloe quickly finds herself trapped with nothing to leverage against you.

Her cleavage, while tantalizingly soft, harmlessly brushes against your determined face as her entire body is wrenched towards you in excruciating fashion.

Applying considerable pressure to her vertebrae, you are relentless in your **** of her vertebrae while a pained wince escapes through her lips.

“Tap!” you snarl between gritted teeth, punctuating the command with a sudden squeeze against her midsection with your forearms.

Gritting her teeth defiantly, Chloe tries in vain one last time to free her arms but you’re simply too strong.

You could only imagine the searing pain that must be searing through her body as you continue clinching in the bearhug, and to her credit she refuses to let it show on her face.

“John’s got that hold tighter than a virgin, and he ain’t letting go! I’m sure his opponent can hold her peace until the bell, but at what cost? Chloe's gotta ask herself this question now. What’s more important: her ego or self-preservation?” the announcer points out.

Glaring at you with those dark eyes, you can see her mentally choosing the latter.

Seconds later, she finally taps out on her thigh so the referee could see.

As the referee calls for the point-buzzer, you relinquish the hold allowing Chloe to land on her feet with her crowd cheering in the background.

“Smart move on Chloe’s part, and the point goes to John,” the announcer proclaims, before adding, “He has the lead for now, but can he keep it?”

“That was good,” she concedes to you with a smile, before quickly adding, "Don't expect to get me like that again."

Adjusting her monokini, Chloe then heads back to her corner.

Nodding in understanding, you back away as the next round begins.

You’ve won a point for submission.