Grace Kenning vs Dixie Clements

[Fairy Dragon]

Grace was not springing to her feet after a move like that, though shortly afterwards she couldn't even bring her feet to the floor as she noticed Dixie had taken hold of them instead. Initially her mind drifted to the idea she would go for the ever used Boston crab to try and keep the focus on her back. Though it seemed Dixie had other plans as the girl instead tucked the legs close to her and just started to spinning around with her legs tucked under her and sending her spinning as well.

Completely off the floor and bringing her hands up to her head so they didnt dangle and hit the floor awkwardly Grace scrambled to think of what to do in such a situatiion where she virtually had no way to counter the move without hurting herself or even get to Dixie! Instead she closed her eyes and figured Dixie would wear herself out and stop, though her head was already spinning as well.

[Devastated]

Dixie had Grace in her clutches now and was spinning her round and around, the sight was something that had members of the audience oooh in anticipation on what the cowgirl was planning on doing with this. She swung around and around, but she didn't release Grace. Instead she would try and swing Grace over her head, throwing herself down onto her back as she aimed to have Grace smack down onto her face into the mat.

The blonde powerhouse would then roll backwards, keeping her hold on those legs she tried to roll up onto Grace's back and lock in a nasty boston crab submission hold, which she would instantly continue to crank back on. Sure she felt dizzy, but locking in this move didn't force her to deal with the shifting equilibrium in her mind. As she tried to put the pain on Grace's pretty face with the throw and now that back with this submission.

[Fairy Dragon]

Grace was spun around by the girl over and over again as she tried to turn and protect herself from anything that might cause some trouble for her before finally Dixie does try something else. Attempting to toss her over in some display of power Grace is sent flying up and over as Dixie falls back and hits the mat abruptly.

"Hnnggh.." She groaned as she was on the floor before she felt Dixie pulling on her legs again and trying to turn the move into an actual boston crab. Grunting the big girl tried to turn and keep from being fully in the hold as she brought her hands up and tried to crawl away and towards the ropes.

[Devastated]

Having tossed Grace over her head and down onto the mat right on her chest and face, there was a loud groan that came from the native American wrestler as Dixie then attempted to roll backwards while keeping her hold of the woman's legs as she tried to lock in that nasty Boston Crab submission hold. Though the woman brought her hands up and tried to crawl towards the ropes, the blonde then tried to place her generous rump down onto the back of Grace.

Dixie attempted to lock in that Boston Crab as Grace tried to crawl away from her. The Sgt. would shake her head and smirk, " Not so fast there darlin' you ain't goin' nowhere!" Dixie spoke out as she would try and use her awesome power to try and bend the robust frame of Grace into a painful C-shape.

[Fairy Dragon]

Grace ignored Dixie's comment wanting to move as fast as possible and sticking around while her back was indanger of being turned in half by the Cowgirl. Instead as Dixie tried to double down on the hold Grace would push up on her feet and attempt to push and crawl towards the ropes as fast as possible and hopefully reaching out to take advantage of her decent reach to make up for the distance she lacked on her own. Making a grab for the ropes as her fingers finally clasped them.

From there she just lowered herself and tightened her grip on the ropes waiting for the hold to be put to a definte end and give her time to start over and re-strategize. The ref would check for her hands to be where they needed before she would confirm the ropebreak and start counting if Dixie didnt let go.

[Devastated]

Dixie had locked in the tight Boston Crab hold as she held tightly onto the native American's legs, putting her in that painful hold as she felt the brunette struggle and drag the two of them towards the ropes. It didn't take too long before Grace had managed to lash out and grab onto the ropes with her hand, getting the referee to step in next to the pair and started to tell Dixie to release her opponent.

The former Three Count Cowgirl would grunt out in annoyance as she held the hold in until it reached the second count of the ref-girl's, before the buxom blonde moved up to her feet and released those legs of Grace's, stepping away from the Native American wrestler and backing up a bit, she'd roll her shoulders and stretch herself out a bit. Ready to keep fighting the second that Grace found her way up to her feet and off of the ropes.

[Fairy Dragon]

Grace was able to get her hand on the ropes as the girl tried to wait out the hold until Dixie would let go of her. Thankfully she wasnt waiting for too long as Grace tried to get back up to her feet. Stopping a bit to deal with the ever lasting pain in her back from the move she would stay close tot he ropes as she came up refusing to leave herself open for too long and allow Dixie to just up and attack her once more.

Turning Grace looks over at Dixie as she lets go of the ropes. Trying to suddenly move up and charge in trying to knock her opponent down with a quick clothesline. Hoping the sudden burst she would charge in with would surprise her foe and allow her to knock her down.

[Devastated]

Sgt. Clemets was ready, she stood there and waited for Grace to get up and ready herself, the blonde was ready to deal with the brunette. As Grace bounced off of the ropes and came rushing towards her, Dixie was already primed and ready to strike back. The buxom Native America rushing towards the already prepared Texan would be met with one thing as she ran towards the blonde.

A big black boot which Dixie'd raise off of the mat and have sent straight towards Grace's generous chest, attempting to have Grace charge right into her boot and with it down the Native American wrestler with a big boot and take her down onto the canvas she had just arisen from!

[Fairy Dragon]

Trying to control the situation as quickly as she could grace made a bit of a mistake as she rushed into shut her foe down only to be stopped by the girls boot sending her to the floor. Letting out a soft grunt as she hit the mat once more Grace brought her hands to her chest as she tried to breathe properly and moved some distance away from Dixie a bit surprised by the move's impact.

Her hands went to go and try to find the mat to help her start to get back up to her feet and try something else since staying down wasnt going to win her the match.

[Devastated]

Grace ran right into her boot and with it was sent crashing down onto the mat from that big boot of hers, Dixie followed up the impact of Grace's frame crashing down onto the mat by raising her right arm up in order to rile up the crowd. The Texan would step around and try and reach down for Grace by her hair, aiming to yank and pull the Native American up towards her feet so that she was facing away from the blonde.

As Dixie would then try and wrap her arms around Grace's waist, hugging it tightly as her generous rack would press nicely up against the back of the lovely brunette, all before Dixie Clemets would try and lift Grace up off of her feet and toss her in a beautiful arc up and over her, attempting to slam Grace down onto her shoulders for a quick yet powerful German Suplex.