Cracked Pearls: Lydia Donelle vs Amber Brault

[Bare]

Walking towards the center of the ring after getting to her feet Lydia would level a steady, intense gaze at her opponent, inviting her to join her in the center of the ring, and just as she expected the proud young woman was quick to meet her. Smirking slightly as she did so Lydia would crack her neck, waiting as if she were a cowboy in a quickdraw.

What would come next would likely decide the course of this match, so the comparison wasn't off.. Watching carefully Lydia's patience would pay off as she saw Ambre throw her leg up, attempting to kick her in her already injured stomach! A strike Lydia would have gone for herself if the roles were reversed, and as such she reached down, managing to grab hold of Ambre's leg before it made contact.

"Oh.. poor thing." Lydia clicked out before pulling on the young woman's leg, pulling her in close before snapping her arm up, trying to grip Ambre's throat before gritting her teeth and lifting up! "HAGH!" Lydia yelled out in effort if successful, trying to take Ambre off her feet and into the air before pushing down, attempting a chokeslam on the rookie!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre's knee strike was easily blocked by her opponent which surprised Ambre slightly before she came back to reality, the Frenchwoman was learning from some of her mistakes but her opponent was a veteran, she had already passed after this kind of time. She clicked her tongue trying to distance herself to prevent everything from going wrong but her neck found herself caught by the hands of her opponent.

"Tsk...Argh?!"

The French gritted her teeth feeling that she had trouble breathing and being carried so easily. No matter how much she fought against women taller than her, no one had ever managed to do this to her. This first impressed the pearl before making her panic, something terrible was about to happen and she had to pull through. She then tried to wriggle her body, her arms and her legs in all directions with the little energy she had, wanting her opponent to let go of her... However, it didn't seem to work and the Frenchwoman found herself flattened violently on the ground, sighing softly in pain because of the little oxygen she had left in her lungs and the strength in her body.

"GAAAH!..."

[Bare]

Panting softly as she quite literally threw Ambre into the mat with a chokeslam Lydia would nearly stumble back as she recollected her breath before smiling softly at what she saw. A helpless, seemingly exhausted Ambre, the rookie's energy seemingly having finally bottomed out, leaving her all but helpless before the older woman as she approached and reached down, grabbing the woman by the hair and forcing her up into a standing position to face her. "Now then, I do believe it's time to end this lesson." Lydia said right into Ambre's face before turning the woman around, looking to grab her chin with one hand while squatting slightly, moving to pull Ambre onto her shoulders before straightening up, trying to lift the rookie into her torture rack submission Serpent's Purgatory!

Spoiler

[Bearhug Goddess]

It was bad, everything was going badly for Ambre. How could she be so easily overpowered by her opponent now? What had she done wrong to end up in this situation? The experience? Her naivety? Her stamina?

"Fuck...!"

The pearl could only moan in pain now, all her efforts had been for nothing it seems. She gritted her teeth in frustration, knowing full well that every passing second brought her closer to defeat. But despite that, she continued to fight not to leave an easy victory to her opponent, oh no! She was counting on buying time and had enough energy to fend off the old woman if she tried to win by pinfall.
Unfortunately for Ambre this was not the case, her opponent must have suspected that the pearl was not going to let her go and preferred to go through the difficult and humiliating path, that of the submission hold. Ambre found herself on her feet with difficulty, her knees could drop at any moment but she found herself lifted and carried on the shoulders of the old woman, now feeling her back twisting little by little each time her opponent's body jumped.

"GAAAARGH!.... YAAAARGH!!!..."

The pain was far too intense for the Frenchwoman who was trying to free herself from the grip but without success, her body was far too tired and the pain prevented her from moving properly. She was at an impasse, her pride telling her not to give up while her body and her thoughts were screaming at her that she had to stop this match before spending a few days in the hospital. Her choice was made, reluctantly, but she had decided before a tragedy happened. She let go of her pride and tapped her opponent's shoulder three times, signaling that she had given up, shouting to warn the referee.

"AAAAAARGH.... FUCK, I GIVE UP! AAAAARGH!!"

[Bare]

Lydia was brutal and torturous when she wanted to be, but she only wanted to be when faced with someone that warranted the ruthless style, and while she wouldn't admit it Ambre was certainly good enough to bring it out of her. Unfortunately, it wasn't exactly an accomplishment one could brag about, especially when Lydia was bending the young woman's spin in half with a brutal torture rack, determined to make her submit!

Gritting her teeth from the strength and stamina required to hold a woman of Ambre's size up, Lydia put her all into one more bend and bounce on Ambre's spine, trying to make her quit here and now! Luckily, her efforts yielded results and Ambre finally gave up, tapping out and verbally letting the ref know she quit, prompting a surprisingly quick release from Lydia as she roughly let Ambre fall to the mat...

Of course her arms dropped down like dead weight after, the reality of the situation being that Lydia just didn't have the strength and stamina to hold Ambre up much longer... but it was just enough for her to win, and thats all that mattered to her. Having her hand raised by the ref Lydia would play it off, taking in the jeers and boos of the crowd as she haughtily turned to pose over Ambre, flexing her victory over the woman!

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre abandoned the match verbally and by tapping her opponent's shoulder 3 times. She gets released the very second she gave up and sighed one last time in pain as she stared at the ceiling and the lights above her. She had lost, not because of her adversary's provocations or any deceit, but because of her. It was her choices, her mistakes and her physical weaknesses that led her to her defeat, she could only blame herself, even if she didn't like her opponent.

She got up, growling in pain and stroking her back, the old woman was having fun with her situation by celebrating her victory as she wished. The French did not want to stay longer than that in the ring, especially so close to such an unpleasant person as Lydia. She then left the ring and walked towards the locker room, greeting the few spectators who congratulated her on this match.

[Bare]

Basking in the crowd's hate for her Lydia would turn and watch as Ambre left the ring dejected. Smirking a bit wider as she saw this the older woman tossed her hair back, looking on with an especially fond expression at the departing girl, particularly proud of the work she had done tonight in tearing that cocky up and comer down a peg or two.

Winner by Submission: Lydia Donelle