Submission Supremacy! Finlay Zeffer(D) vs Izzia Oskevic

[Bare]

Finlay groaned rubbing his head as he got fully to his feet with the help of the ropes. ‘Man.. this girl was definitely tougher than she looks.’ He thought to himself as he looked at her out of the corner of his eyes. ‘But she looks like she’s running on empty. I think I can end this with one more move. I just need an opening.’ He thought to himself before smirking as she dashed at him leaping up into the air for a crossbody. Smirking to himself he smirked. ‘Oppurtunity made.’ He thought victoriously as he stood up and planted his feet into the mat standing his ground as Izzia’s body impacted with him. Grunting from her weight against his he would snap arms around her. One hand firmly over her shoulders while the other hand ended up firmly on her firm rear end. “Game. Over.” He said as he raised the polish princesses body over his head before taking a few steps forward before dropping down into a kneeling position before slamming Izzia’s body down on his leg back first for a backbreaker.

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Izzia hurled herself at Finlay in the crossbody, hoping it would be enough to bring her opponent down once again, but her inexperience was shining through now. She hadn't factored in her adversaries size and strength, even weakened as he might be. She flew at him, and to her horror the big New Zealander simply caught her in mid air. She squeaked in shock as one of his hands cupped her pert buttocks, the other wrapping around her shoulder.

The Polish Princess's eyes went wide, arms and legs flailing aimlessly for a second before she was brought down upon Finlay's outstretched knee in a devastating backbreaker.

"AIIIGHHH!" she squealed in pain, her body draped over her opponent's leg, arms flopping past her heads to lie against the canvas, her midriff stretched and on full display as she lay there, unable to think or move, eyes screwed shut, utterly in Finlay's grasp.

[Bare]

Finlay smirked in satisfaction as he brought Izzia down on his knee and hearing the cry of pain from his opponet. Keeping his hands situated on her upper ribs and thigh respectively to keep her in the back breaker position Finlay took a moment to collect himself. The match so far had been fast paced and hard hitting and he was feeling that throughout his body. However as he looked at hid opponet stretched out over his knee. He knew she was just about done. All he needed was to make her. Rolling the lightweight off his knee snd onto her back he would lay down across her Finlay would grab one of her arms and twist it back agaisnt her head while wrapping his other arm around her head and locking it with the arm he had used to trap her for his anaconda vice submission finisher he called the Zero Aero. As he locked the hold in the blonde began jerk her head back squeezing her skull for all it was worth while twisting her arm as painfully as possible.

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With the pain in her spine, Izzia couldn't stop Finley as he rolled her unceremoniously onto her back, staring up at the arena lights with her arms and legs splayed out. Before the young Pole could form a thought, he was upon her again, grabbing her arm and wrapping his arms around her head. It took a moment for her pain addled mind to realise what was about to happen, and by then it was too late. Finlay pulled and squeezed, heaving his quarry into a devastating hold.

"No, no-AIIEEGGHHH!" Izzia shrieked, legs kicking wildly as Finley wrenched her into the submission. The pain was incredible, even for her nubile, agile body to bear as he pulled. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut, teeth gritted as she tried to cling on, but she knew this was not a hold she could hope to escape from. The wriggles of her body only served to make the pain worse and soon she was sobbing faintly.

When the referee finally approached her to ask if she wanted to give in, Izzia couldn't take anymore.

"YES! YES! I SUBMIT!" she blurted out shrilly. "I submit, I submit, I submit!" Her desperate capitulation devolved into a whine of pain as she waited for release, a lead weight settling in her stomach as she knew she had lost the match.

[Bare]

As Finlay wrenched back ruthlessly on the submission hold he prepared himself for the possibility of Izzia trying to fight back. However contrary to this he instead heard her scream and even sob against him from the pain of the hold. ‘Hm maybe I misjudged her.’ He thought surprised at how he seemed to have broken the young woman with the move considering how loudly she was now screaming her submission. After hearing the decleration the blonde would actually wait a few moments before releasing the hold. Letting Izzia flop to the mat Finlay would get to his feet rubbing his arm while standing over her posing for the crowd as the ref raised Fin’s arm declaring him the victor.

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Izzia crumpled in a heap when Finlay released her, gasping in relief as she collapsed to the canvas. The Polish Princess massaged her aching neck with both hands, wincing in pain and forced to watch as the New Zealander stood over her. He posed for the crowds, the referee raising his arm in victory. Izzia blushed, a twinge of embarrassment at her desperate pleas of submission now surging to the fore.

She struggled to her feet, cheeks flushing red, but she wanted to keep some semblance of professionalism. Finlay had beaten her fair and square, but she hadn't been thrashed - she'd done her best.

"Good match," she said in a small voice offering to shake his hand.

[Bare]

As he took in the praise of the crowd as expected Finlay looked over his shoulder at Izzia as she offered her hand to him along with the congratulations. Looking at her for a moment before filly facing the girl. “Your not bad. Better thanI thought. But you need to find more resolve.” He said looking at her hand for a moment before clasping it with his own. “I look forward to a rematch when you find that resolve.” He said giving her a firm handshake before turning and walking away. “Till then see ya... beautiful.” He said over his shoulder to her using the same description she had used for him earlier before exiting the ring and walking up the ramp.