Locked In (Shelby "Little Dollie" Marwood vs Cleo Hulbury)

[Flamintree]

Eugh... this was an unfortunate situation.

Not the dirty panties being stuffed in her face. She'd been doing this for long enough that she'd grown desensitised to that sort of thing. No, it was more that her rival had seen fit to shove them over her nose. Now, Shelby could still breathe through her mouth, but that tended up to use more energy, and that was dangerous at the beginning of a match... especially one meant to last a while.

The Little Dollie needed to act fast before she lost the initial struggle for the upper hand. She'd been hoping this hairpulling bit would last longer for the cameras, but oh well. What she had in mind would be a nice substitute instead.

While all the attention was focused on their upper bodies, she took advantage of this distraction to hook her leg around Cleo's knees and lifted her other into the air. With any luck, her weight and the suddenness of it all would send them both crashing to the floor, where the harsh impact might hopefully dislodge the underwear from her face. It was a risky play, but she wouldn't be able to win a fight like this without taking risks.

Besides, the kinds of people that watched these videos would love seeing two pretty girls rolling around naked with each other.

Of course, if her plan did work, she'd know that the fall was coming. That would allow her to keep hold of her enemy's hair, and hopefully some sort of advantage in the struggle that was sure to ensue as both fighters tried their best to take a strong position. Unlike most people in this situation, though, Shelby didn't try to dominate her foe with sheer power and skill. Instead, she focused on keeping them rolling around for as long as possible, trying to force a stalemate. Her stamina was her greatest asset, after all, and if she could tire Cleo out, she knew an opportunity would present itself.

[Bare]

Cleo gritted her teeth and growled softly as she pulled and tried to control her opponent by the hair, and making full use of the girl's underwear as a muzzle of sorts, trying to gain control of the little bitch. For a bit it was working quite effectively in Cleo's opinion but then, without realizing she had been pulled off her feet with a leg snaked around her own courtesy of Dolly!

"Damn it!" Cleo gasped out suddenly as she hit the mat. Looking up she would see that the pink haired bitch had managed to lose the underwear in the process yet despite that Cleo could still feel her hair being grabbed and tugged along by her opponent. "Fucking let go! And stoppp!" Cleo yelled out as she and Shelby began rolling across the floor non stop not even giving Cleo the chance to think!

[Flamintree]

There were times in a match that called for careful strategy, making less obvious plays to grow what advantage you had into a victory. Near the end of a match, or sometimes even at the beginning, you had to think long and hard about the tricks you were going to try to win.

Then, there were times like now, where you just had to grab a bitch by the hair and pit your bodies together until both of you were tired. Shelby held her opponent close, pushing their bare bodies together. At a time like this, she didn't need much in the way of planning or tactics. She just needed to fight until Cleo had used up most of her energy. Sure, it was something that would take up most of her own stamina in the process, but she excelled in outlasting her foes when both fighters were at their limit.

And so she rolled around on the floor. Her chest mashed against Cleo's and her legs locked with her foe's as she focused on making the process as exhausting as she could while protecting herself from being put into a seriously disadvantageous spot. Of course, one advantage of a position like this was that she had free rein to talk trash, and that was an opportunity she gladly took.

"Aw, miss Cleo," She taunted with that infuriating sugary sweetness, "Are you scared already?"

Shelby made sure to time her insults for maximum effect, waiting until she was on top for a moment to spit out something goading before she was flipped onto her back again.

[Bare]

Well this match hadn't exactly started out how Cleo really wanted it too. Granted it could be worse, but it definitely wasn't in anything she was especially happy with as both she and Dollie continuously rolled over each other, bodies mashing, sweat exchanging and determined growls slipping from both women.

Perhaps most aggravating of all however was the fact that this little bitch had the sheer gall to start throwing insults at her whenever she was on top of her! "Grrr fuck you bitch!" Cleo hissed out as they rolled, not caring what position they were in as she did so, instead just looking for whatever opportunity she could to try and take advantage.

A advantage she felt she had found as she got on top the next time, and as she did so Cleo would push down as much as possible, aiming to smash her lips into Dollie's for a surprise kiss before then trying to bite down hard on Dollie's lips, hoping the surprise followed by the sudden pain might be enough to gain the advantage over the pink haired brat!

[Flamintree]

Hitting her while Cleo was on top was the predicted move. It was the expected move. The Little Dollie saw it coming from a mile away... except, she didn't. Shelby had been so busy considering how her opponent might try to outpredict her that she hadn't thought about what might happen if her foe ignored all of that and went for the most straightforward play, and that came back to bite her in the ass.

Or, well, the lips. Shelby had come into this fight expecting pain, but she hadn't anticipated it would come so suddenly. Her eyes widened a little as her opponent genuinely caught her off guard, pain shooting from her lips in a way that she could already tell it would be hurting for days on end after the fight was over.

But she was nothing if not adaptable. Even when caught by surprise and put on the ropes, her instincts came in clutch to turn this from a game ending position to a simple disadvantageous one. It wasn't ideal, but the best she could do was lessen the oncoming blow.

She dug her teeth into Cleo's lips, hard. She did her best to get a latch on Cleo's lower lips with her teeth, hoping to put her rival into a position where she wouldn't be able to pull away and straddle the Little Dollie without a lot of pain and a little blood involved. In the meantime, her hands came up to try and wrap around her rival's back. Hopefully, she'd be able to force Cleo to stay in this pinning position rather than allowing her to sit up and take full advantage of being on top.

[Bare]

Biting on Shelby's lip's Cleo had hoped to cause enough surprise pain that the smaller pinkette wouldn't be able to react as Cleo got up and took a dominant position over her.

Unfortunately however Cleo had underestimated the resolve of her opponent as Shelby withstood the pain and instead reacted with a bite of her own! "Nghhhh!" Cleo cried out trying to pull away only to find she couldn't due to her foe's arms wrapping around her!

'God damn it this little brat!!!'Cleo thought to herself, knowing that this was exceptionally bad and that the deadlock between them would only continue at this rate and a battle of stamina this early on is NOT what she wanted to deal with.

'Fuck fuck fuck!' Cleo thought as she swept her hands up, getting desperate now as she aimed to grab hold of Shelby's hair to pull it out to either sides of her head, as if trying to rip it from her scalp to hopefully force her to relent!

[Flamintree]

It quickly became clear that despite her small stature and stupid persona, the Little Dollie had not come out as the champion of the oil tournament by pure chance. Pull and pull as she might, the Little Dollie would grimace and wince but refuse to relent.

But while it wouldn't be an easy victory, Shelby could tell that Cleo was still winning right now. There was no real pressure on her opponent, and in the meantime her foe was sapping her stamina with each hair tug that she was forced to endure. Something neeed to change, or this first bout would be over before it even began.

And so, the pinkette decided to make a bold move. If it went badly, it would surely leave her in a pretty bad spot, but there was no way she'd be able to win this fight without taking a few risks.

Shelby waited until she was fairly certain that her opponent was focused on overwhelming her with the hairpulling before suddenly letting go. It wasn't a desperate slipping of fingers, though, but rather a deliberate release. The position they'd been in had left their faces close together, and so the Dollie's head launched forward with the intent of delivering a powerful headbutt to her enemy.

"HYAAAGH!"

If she could manage that, she'd make an effort to push her rival off of her to get herself some room to breathe and reset their positions. If not, she'd brace herself for a beating she'd have to take to look for another chance to escape.