Lydia Donelle vs. Blair Dame - One More Dance

[BlackAkuma]

Was it a bitch move? Possible. Probably. Certainly. Blair Dame was willing to admit that, at times, she could be a bitch, indeed.

That being said, the criticism rang a touch hollow coming from the woman who had just scratched at her neck and left claw marks. ”It takes one to know-”

Her aphorism was cut short as Lydia came rushing in with remarkable speed, recovering faster than Blair Dame as suspected. She tried to get her guard up, but it was too late - the woman’s arm slammed into her like a club and she was toppled, dropped flat on her back with an impact that rocked the ring.

That was where she stayed for the moment, too, breathing hard, sucking in lungful, shaking her head as the shock ran its course. Did Lydia hit this hard last time? She didn’t think so.

[Bare]

Lydia growled softly as she stepped forward, pushing through the pain of the head but to close the distance and drive her arm into Blair's chest, managing to take her down to the mat as a result. Looking down at Blair's crumpled form Lydia would decided to take a risk as she would turn and jump-up, extending her leg out as she did so, aiming to come crashing down with a hard leg drop across Blair's chest!

[BlackAkuma]

Ugh, Lydia was the first one to score a takedown in this match. That was going to be a big boost to her ego, and the thought of that made Blair Dame groan. That was supposed to be her boost, damn it.

She seethed for a moment on the canvas, knowing there was nothing she could do about it right now. Her main concern now was clearing her head and preparing for the next attack. Speaking of which…

Blair Dame caught Lydia’s movement at the last second, tracking it out of the corner of her eye, and immediately swung into action, rolling to the side just in the nick of time to avoid the leg drop, giving her opponent nothing but empty canvas to crash on.

But she wasn’t done.

Blair Dame swung her leg out wide, tried to wrap it around Lydia’s head, and attempted to catch her with a headscissors, looking to clamp down tight and secure the first submission move of this match.

The first of many.

[Bare]

First fall. Perfect. Exactly as Lydia wanted to start this match and it was certainly not something that she would allow Blair to forget any time soon but for now Lydia remained focus on what she wanted to do to Blair next. After all keeping a constant pressure of attacks on the woman would be imperative to actually winning this bout. As such Lydia would turn and jump up, extending her leg out as she fell for a leg drop...

Only to hit nothing but mat as her opponent rolled out of the way! 'Damn it.' Lydia thought to herself only for her situation to go from ad to worse as within moments Lydia would gasp a pair of powerful pythons wrapped around her neck choking her! 'GAH! NGK!" Lydia cried out, reaching up to grab and pull at Blair's legs, trying to get some separation but for the time being she was trapped!

[BlackAkuma]

Oh, this was oh-so very nice, wasn’t it? Blair Dame had truly missed the exquisite sensation of Lydia Donelle’s neck between her thighs.

She couldn't help but let out a low, rumbling moan as she clamped down and the struggles began, with her exerting maximum pressure on her opponent’s windpipe. While her legs were at their best when it came to kicking, they made excellent torture instruments when applied at the right time, and she couldn't think of a single person she would rather demonstrate that on.

”Either tap or touch those ropes, dear. You know how this ends.” She gave the scissorhold a hard twist, ramping up the pain. ”Or I could put you to sleep and win the match. I’d accept that, as well.”

[Bare]

Lydia groaned and growled softly as she pawed and pulled at Blair's massive thighs, trying to weaken the grip enough an create enough slack that she could continue to breath, but damn if Blair's thighs weren't massive as hell. 'Damn it... I need to try and get free.' Lydia growled, looking at the ropes and knowing it may come down to that, but before it could she would try one option first.

Pressing her heels into the mat Lydia would push her hips and torso upwards, trying to lift Blair's lower half up as well as Lydia would take measured steps backwards, trying to roll Blair's shoulders onto the mat and forced the woman' shoulders to the mat for a quick pinfall attempt that would hopefully force Blair into releasing her hold!

[BlackAkuma]

Oh, but Lydia remained an eternally stubborn woman, didn’t she? Some things simply would never change.

She cranked the hold on the woman, pouring on mounting pressure that would have had lesser women shrieking. Anyone else would have been scrambling for the ropes, but Lydia remained focused and centered, clearly trying to exhaust other options first. She had to admire the woman’s tenacity, if nothing.

”As strong as a mule and twice as stubborn.” She clicked her tongue and wrenched the hold. ”I’ll have to beat that out of you-”

Before she could finish her taunt, Lydia abruptly bridged up, and Blair Dame suddenly found her shoulders pinned to the canvas. The referee slid over beside them and started the count.

”1…!”

Blair Dame threw her body up, rolled on her shoulders, and popped to her feet in an instant. She shook her head for a moment, taken aback by the sudden turnaround, then rushed forward, shot her leg out, and tried to catch Lydia with a snap kick to the sternum.