Alyssa Monroe Vs. Monica Jackson

[Devastated]

Alyssa hammered her forearm against Monica's smooth well trained back, over and over as she tried to force the woman down onto the mat, flat. It worked, but the purple haired woman pushed herself upwards yet again. Making her way up to her hands and knees again. This time her struggles were a bit more intense and it forced Alyssa to pull back her arm and use it for leverage to keep up the painful head scissor on the fellow young fighting girl.

To Alyssa's surprise though, Monica decided to push up off of her knees, raising her legs up high into the air and getting herself into a handstand or almost head stand. With that head trapped between Alyssa's legs, she tried to flex them tightly shut but she was too late to stop it. Monica's frame fell down towards Alyssa, or rather tilted down. Coming down hard onto Alyssa's well toned abs with those knees." Guuagh!" Alyssa cried out in pain as air and spittle flew out of her mouth, her upper and lower body flopping up off of the mat as Monica had not only freed herself from the hold, not only caused some nasty damage onto the blonde's midsection, but also was no sitting on top of Alyssa abs...which made for a slightly humiliating scene for the British tough girl.

[RJD]

Alyssa did pack quite a punch, but Monica hadn't spent the majority of her life learning to wrestle to let such a punk keep her down, of course Monica being conveniently ignorant on just how much time the other woman had also put into combat sports. The conflicted wrestler managed to get herself in a better position while making things more difficult for the fiery blonde, alleviating the pressure applied from the headscissors enough to sneak some much needed air into her lungs.

Then Monica would let her body fall from the handstand position, smacking her knee hard into Alyssa's body. The purple haired lightweight sitting awkwardly upon her opponent's abs for a moment as she caught her breath, before then drilling her fist into her opponent's abs in hopes that it would keep her obedient for at least long enough for her to set up a better position for herself.

Monica would lift her hips off her opponent's body and get into a crouching position, before then grasping the wrestler's sides and trying to roll her onto her stomach so her back was facing the wrestler on top. Then Monica would grasp her opponent's legs one at a time and trap them under her arm pits, proceeding to shimmy backwards so her rear was just above her opponent's upper back before then leaning back as much as possible until she was practically sitting on her opponent's back. Monica pulling the legs back with her as she attempted to lock in a painful Boston crab.

Let's see how strong your toned body actually is Monica would say playfully, perhaps showing a bit of that sadistic side she intended to hide, but at least being friendly enough while doing so.

[Devastated]

Monica being seated on top of her like that was something that annoyed Alyssa to hell and back, she was planning to break this woman piece by piece the second she got the chance to do so. It looked as if she wasn't going to get that chance just yet, as Monica threw a stiff punch to her abs, forcing the blonde to gasp and cough out at the pain from that punch. Not only did Monica had the advantage, the upper-hand and had Alyssa coughing for air.

The purple haired older of the two girl would then forced Alyssa to roll over onto her front and then felt her legs getting grabbed. From there they were pulled up and she was forced into a painful hold, as the Brit's body was forced to bend and arch, she let out a light yelp and groan before stiffing them by biting down upon her bottom lip.

" Rgh..." She growled out in annoyance as that painful Boston crab submission hold was locked in as he was forced to suffer the increasing pain in her lower back. "St-stronger than y-yours! Ye git!" Alyssa barked out like a wild dog as she'd try and hammer her right elbow back against Monica's side or back.

[RJD]

" Ye git?" Monica would repeat, in confusion before breaking out into laughter. " Sorry that's just so funny, when did the LAW recruiters scrape you off the streets kid? Speak properly." the purple haired woman would scold, before momentarily wondering if she was reverting back to bring harsh on her opponent's again.

That thought would be interrupted by an elbow to the side though, earning a pained grunt from the conflicted wrestler and causing any consideration over her actions to disappear in favour of immediate payback. " Well alright then, let me just ramp up the pressure then if you insist " Monica said, before trying to inch herself a few feet further towards Alyssa's head. The purple haired woman bending her opponent's body as far as it would go.

Monica knew that such a persistent street rat wasn't going to give in already though, and if she was given any more time to think then she would find some way out of the hold. So the purple haired wrestler in quite a mean spirited move would try to infuriate her opponent so much that her mind was full only if anger.

I'm order to achieve this Monica would release her opponent's leg before placing her ample behind comfortably atop her opponent's head. Just moving her hips slightly to get more comfortable on her improv throne. " Think your big head can support my weight?" Monica would tease, showing exactly how she ended up having such a rotten reputation in the past.

[Devastated]

Monica's mocking laughter and words of scolding caused the blonde to scowl through the pain, her elbow to Monica's back earned her a grunt from the purple haired woman as she then decided to ramp up the pressure quite a bit. Inching herself up along Alyssa's bare back, having her firm well toned buttox slide up along that bare back all the way up to Alyssa's shoulders.

The green eyes of Alyssa widened greatly as she would release a gasp of pain, burying her forehead down against the mat as she would grasp with her fingers against the mat, digging them into the cloth. The pain in her back as it was put into such an arch that you'd think she'd be put into a full circle with just a little pressure. At least it made for an impressive sight, Monica's skill at the hold and Alyssa's body's flexibility.

What came next though, surprise Alyssa more than anything. The Brit felt her legs being release as they flopped down onto the mat, then the weight of Monica came down upon her head. That firm ass pressing down against her skull and rubbing down against the side of her head. " Ungh...f-fuck you...cumsponge cunt..." Alyssa winced out as she would flail and struggle underneath Monica. This woman was quickly making it to the top of the list of women that Alyssa loathed the most.

Alyssa, fed up with Monica's words would try and move her hands up and snag Monica's pony tail with both of her hands, a powerful yank to try and pull Monica backwards and cause the woman to slip off of the Brit's head and maybe even cause the back of the fellow Lightweight's head to bounce off of the canvas.

[RJD]

Monica would be satisfied with her opponent's gasp as she increased the pressure, hoping the sassy little blonde wouldn't doubt her strength or wrestling knowledge ever again. Then the purple haired woman wanted to rub it in, thinking of it beibg an efficient way to show exactly who was in control. " Cum sponge huh. That's more like it, if you can be creative like that I'll consider not kicking your was " The purple haired wrestler would say with a smirk.

Unfortunately that smirk wouldn't stay long as the bitch underneath grabbed her pony tail and pulled it downwards with excessive strength, earning a loud pained cry from the purple haired woman before she let out a weak whimper as her head thudded off the canvas, disorientating and confusing the wrestler who was previously in control.

Grrr, you damn bitch. This isn't a catfight." Monica growled out, holding her pained head for a moment before trying to roll to the side, hoping to create some distance from her opponent so that if she launched her own attack Monica would at least have time to try and get her wits about her and think about how to counter.

If given time Monica would slowly rise into a seated position, I tending to stand up but not being able to due to the confusion that still lingered, moving into a sitting position being the absolute most Monica could achieve in her current state.

[Devastated]

Alyssa was getting fed up by this humiliation and while the crowd seemed to enjoy it a bit, it wasn't helping with the crowd's attitude to the newcomer, they already didn't like Alyssa, but at the moment she seemed like the underdog in this fight, as she was fighting a slightly older and ever so slightly heavier woman, probably because of her chest.

The blonde would cry out as she took a hold of that hair with both of her hands and yanked Monica off of her, pulling the woman she'd had formed a pretty deep seethed dislike for, off of her! Yanking Monica down and slamming her head first into the mat. Alyssa was quick to pull back, moving up to her knees and arching her back. " Grh...F-fuck you!" She shouted out as the Brit would push up to her feet, watching Monica rise up to that seated position...Alyssa would rush forward.

Attempting to come diving in, driving her right arm into Monica's more generous rack. Trying to hit Monica with a quick sliding D and keep the purple haired woman down for now. If she was going to get the upperhand in this match....as Monica was proving herself to be very skilled so far, then the rebellious and rambunctious blonde was going to have to keep her down. She had gotten a deep desire to beat Monica down on the ground, prove which woman had the better ground game.

[RJD]

Monica was more than a little angry as she struggled up into a seated position, she had that bitch fully under control and of course she would have to rely on such a dirty tactic. The purple haired wrestler underestimated just how much of a cheap dirty bastard the other wrestler was. " What, can't handle a little was kicking?" Monica would groan out in response, holding her pained head as she did so.

Then in response to Monica's statement Alyssa would display her resentment in the form of thrusting her wrist into the bustier woman's chest, hitting her into her back and forcing an uncharacteristically feminine cry to escape her lips. The slightly heavier woman being knocked down with tremendous force due to the momentum of her opponent's run and the wrestler's enthusiasm in rattling her bust.

Monica would be stunned as she let out a long groan while lying back against the mat, having to prioritize the pained parts of her body now. One of Monica's hands holding and gently rubbing her now blazing chest while the other seated at the back of her head. Alyssa doing well so far in keeping the skilled wrestler vulnerable and on the mat.

" Ugh...Maybe if I had your bust this wouldn't hurt all much..." Monica would grumble out, despite her words sounding like a joke they projected her true thoughts. Monica thinking of her breasts as little more than big sensitive targets for her opponents to abuse in the ring.

[Devastated]

Alyssa would smirk as she smacked Monica down hard onto her back, the younger blonde would push up to her knees and move towards the head of Monica, looking over the woman, that little joking taunt of hers caused Alyssa's eye to twitch, feeling as if it was a jab at her more modest chest. " Awright...now you've fuking done it. You twat." Alyssa spoke out with a voice that was just laced with anger and disdain for the purple haired woman.

The blonde Brit would attempt to grab at Monica's hair and yank the woman up into a seated position, with Alyssa behind her. Starting by swinging a stiff right hook straight to the side of Monica's head, trying to clock her right against her right ear! Hoping that the blow would stun the woman, she'd try and snap her legs around Monica's waist, those strong well trained legs quickly going to work in squeezing that waist as hard as they could.

All the while, Alyssa would try and wrap her arms around Monica's neck and head, trying to lock the woman into a rear-naked sleeper hold and attempted to start and choke and take the life out of the purple haired bitch. Her modest bust would press against Monica's back as she'd quickly try and pull them backwards, so that the blonde would be on her back and the purple haired woman would be on top of her, trapped in the double hold and being squeezed out at two fronts by the rougher fighter.

[RJD]

Monica would ignore her opponent's anger fuelled comment, as if she had methodically prepared every slight choice of her words or silence just to further enrage Alyssa. Although of course the purple haired wrestler would pay for that when the Brit grasped her by those purple locks, yanking her painfully into a seated position before throwing a right hook into the sight of the wrestler's head, stunning her for a moment and earning a loud grunt in response before her opponent's legs wrapped around her waist and constricted her poor trapped body.

Then Alyssa would complete the hold by wrapping her arms tightly around Monica's neck in a brutal sleeper hold to go with the scissors, immediately making the woman atop get slightly red faced and gag for air, one of her hands naturally trying to pry her opponent's arm off her throat before her sensibilities kicked back in and Monica realised that would do her no good.

" Ughh " Monica would grumble out as she brought both her hands down to the canvas at either side of her for a moment, panicking for only an instant before trying to drive her elbows into her opponent's toned side, but even if she was able to connect the purple haired wrestler could tell she wasn't driving it into her opponent's flesh in a painful enough way to get her to abandon the hold, likely only stinging the other wrestler for a few seconds since it was hard to angle her blows effectively in such a state.

" Gah! D-damn...bitch" Monica would mutter, trying to push both her hands against the mat, before leaning to one side and suddenly throwing her hand that was previously at the opposite side to join her other arm and shift her weight entirely to one side. Although unfortunately that wouldn't work either, just making it almost seem like she was going to succeed for a hot minute before that hope was robbed from her.

As the air deprivation really began to be a problem and it felt like her sides were going to burst Monica red faced and dizzy eyed would finally go for something that was certain to gain her freedom. The lightweight putting both her hands against her opponent's arms, trying to pull them forward and push her own head forward too, trying to create just a slight opening in the tight hold so she could move her head. Then if successful in her goal Monica would drive her skull forward and then backwards, trying to knock her opponent in the face with a slightly innovative headbutt to free herself.