Trisha Andrews vs. Emaline - Whatever It Takes

[PrinceArjuna332]

Laid out on the mat, Trisha tried her best to regain her bearing, but Emaline was planning to continue with her offense, first by going for a handstand next to her body before bringing herself knee-first onto Trisha's abdomen, hitting her with a rather vicious handstand knee drop!

"GUUGHHH!!!"

Air was forcefully driven out of her lungs as she took the hit. Not only that, Emaline also maintained her position on top of her, bashing her knee again and again just to make it hurt more for Trisha.

"Urgghhhh... ngguhhhh..." Unable to do much, all Trisha could do was try to push Emaline off of her, though she was unfocused and unable to get her mind in order thanks to the pain.

[Kreydos]

"~Ohohoho, my.~" Emaline could only giggle aristocratically in the face of Trisha's haphazard attempts to push off the Viper. "~What an exquisitely pathetic display.~" Even now, she spoke politely, despite her harsh and cruel actions, there was no malice or venom to be found in her tone. "~Your cries of agony in particular proved to be quite stimulating.~"

Eventually she grew bored of bludgeoning her opponent's abdomen and with deft speed and elegance, she grabbed Trisha's forearm and hopped to her side, seamlessly transitioning into an armbar all in a single motion. From there, Emaline cranked back the African-American's arm and hyperextended her elbow. "Now if you would please grace my ears with your scream, I would very much appreciate it."

[PrinceArjuna332]

Emaline's actions had left Trisha breathless and her belly hurt. After a while, Emaline went for a submission hold, deftly moving to target Trisha's arm, quickly transitioning into an armbar.

"AAHHHHH!!!"

Trisha cried out as Emaline cranked back on the armbar and hyperextended her elbow. Things didn't look too good for the African-American wrestler at the moment, and she needed to figure out a way out of this quickly.

[Kreydos]

"~Mmm.~" Emaline closed her eyes and hummed in satisfaction as she drank in Trisha's pained screams. The Viper stretched out her opponent's arm for about half a minute before she grew bored and move on to something else. She dropped the armbar and rolled backwards, flipping onto her feet all in one motion. Then she dashed forwards and crudely punted Trisha's shoulder to force her onto her front.

Should all go as planned, Emaline would nonchalantly stroll over and lay atop the other woman. At the same time, the pinkette reached over and grabbed the same arm previously subjected to the armbar before she wrenched that arm behind Trisha's back, applying a chickenwing on her. And to rub more salt into the wound, Emaline gently leaned her head onto her foe in a false show of affection.

[PrinceArjuna332]

After a while, Emaline released Trisha from the armbar, and Trisha groaned in pain, still feeling the pain despite being freed from the hold. Upon getting up, Emaline then went to punt on Trisha's shoulder, causing her to cry out as she was sent onto her front, which was a position that Emaline intended for her to be in.

Then, Trisha could feel Emaline's weight as she laid down on top of her. The African-American wrestler's eyes widened as she was also subjected to a chickenwing. Worse, the arm that suffered through the armbar was put in the hold, causing Trisha to cry out in pain. "NGGYAAHHHH!!" She began struggling, hoping to break free, but for now, Emaline held obvious advantage over her as she leaned her head onto her in a false display of affection.

[Kreydos]

While Trisha suffered the effects of the chickenwing and struggled to wrest herself free, Emaline lazed atop her trapped victim's body. "~My, my.~" She purred in a haughty tone. "Do you understand it now, I wonder? The sheer gap in skill between the two of us?" A contemptuous snicker escaped her lips. "I suspect not. Though that is where the entertainment of squashing hapless jobbers such as yourself is derived from, is it not?" She wrenched the chickenwing to an even more excruciating angle to punctuate her cutting words.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Trisha remained in the hold as Emaline continued subjecting her to the chickenwing. "HNGYAAHHHH!!!" She cried out in pain. But upon hearing Emaline's words, her anger flared up. "RAAHH!!!" Trisha roared out as she would try to roll over, hoping to throw Emaline off of her. Her body would be wracked with pain afterwards, but she needed to get out of this predicament as quickly as possible.

[Kreydos]

Emaline's eyes widened, caught off guard by Trisha's sudden surge of resistance. As the two rolled around on the floor, the Viper's grip loosened, allowing her opponent to slip free of her grasp. The shock quickly wore off however, replaced by mild amusement as she executed a kip-up and swiftly got back on her feet. Intent on not allowing Trisha any time to breathe, Emaline dashed forwards and with all of her leg strength, attempted to deliver a savage punt kick right into the African-American's ribs.