She sneered at his pitiful efforts to break free- dragging him over backwards she scissored her legs across his chest and began to squeeze.<br/><br/>She was an incredibly skilful wrestler- but despite her apparent mockery of him she was worried.  He was good and even though she had put lots of effort into maintaining the hold she had only just managed to restrain his strength with her technique.<br/><br/>However- she had him where she wanted him for now- slowly she crushed his broad chest between her thighs- pressure on pressure until it felt to Ciordan as if his ribs were about to crack.<br/><br/>"Beg me to let you go!" she teased through clenched teeth as she crushed him- but the Gaul wasn't beaten yet. His muscles writhed under his skin as he forced her legs apart until he could throw her off and roll free.<br/><br/>For a second the pair lay panting on the floor- nearly spent while above the crowd booed the success of the rebel.  The boos sounded less vehement now though as if some in the crowd were impressed by the fighting man's skill and strength.<br/><br/>Gina prepared to get up- she was sore in various places- the worst was her groin.  Pausing for a moment to squeeze it to relieve the ache she prepared to rise and do battle again.