Cage Match - Angela Guillot Vs. Gemma Faraday

[Devastated]

Angela yanked on the lovely hair of Gemma and pulled that head of her's in between those strong thighs of the French heel's. Smirking a bit as she felt Gemma try and struggle her way free, but of course Angela wasn't going to let the Brit escape. She would yank her up into the air and roll the woman up onto her shoulder's where Gemma started to try and fight back! A few of those fists smacked into the head of Angela, but the French Nightmare was able to throw Gemma down onto the canvas with that powerbomb!

The Platinum blonde french beauty would drop onto one knee after the powerbomb, rubbing her head a bit as she grunted out. Gemma's punches had been quite a hassle. Shaking her head, Angela would try and reach down for Gemma's right leg and try and yank her up and then roll her over, trying to get the Brit onto her front with Angela holding onto that leg as she tried to lock the Brit into a single leg Boston Crab submission hold. Gritting her teeth a bit as she tried to put pressure on that hip of her shapely opponent.

[Luncha_Libre]

Gemma bit her lip harder with every shot she aimed for Angela’s head, but by the time she was up on her shoulders it was too late. The French Nightmare swung hard and hurled Gemma’s body down to the mat with a powerbomb. Legs kicking out as she flew through the air, Gemma hit the mat with her upper back, getting winded as she took the blow.

“Agh!” Gemma cried out as the air was pushed out of her lungs. She bounced a bit, her svelte figure going up in the air before coming back down to the mat again. “GGghhn, owwww …” Gemma moaned as she arched her spine, thrusting her pert breasts up in the air while she flexed her shoulderblades, trying to massage the pain out against the canvas. Her boots dug into the mat, pushing her backward, doubling as a weak attempt to crawl away from Angela.

“Ah!” Gemma cried out, realizing Angela had her by the leg. “N-no, dammit,” Gemma groaned, unable to resist as Angela took her body and twisted her onto her belly for the single leg Boston crab. “AAAOWW!” Gemma cried out, as her lower back was compressed in the hold. The Brit’s arms flailed a moment, eyes widening in pained shock. “Noo!” Gemma cried out, her perky ass flexing as Angela straddled and twisted her body. Planting her hands on the canvas, her round breasts smooshed painfully against the mat, Gemma began to twist as her waist and push off, looking to turn her body and throw Angela off her lower back, making a sudden and sharp motion in an attempt to take the dominant French woman by surprise.

[Devastated]

Angela took a firm hold of those limbs of the white haired woman and rolled her over, only to seat herself down on that back and lock her into that tight and painful Boston Crab! A smirk on her face as she heard the cries of pain emanate out of that pretty mouth of her opponents, hearing that British accent cry out in pain was like music in her ears, she had gotten used to it with the handful of British girls she had enjoyed torturing in her career.

She would lean backwards to really try and crank up the pressure on her opponent and start to do some serious harm, but as she did so it looked as if Gemma had a plan for that! When Angela was leaning backwards and putting her own weight off, Gemma took that opportunity to do a sharp twist to the side! The movement caused the buxom French woman to fall to her side and loose her grip on those legs.

Grumbling out as she landed on her side and shook her head. " Little bitch..." Angela cursed under her breath as she would try and move up towards her feet and throw a nasty glare at Gemma, she'd wait though. Not attacking just yet as she wanted to let Gemma get up to her feet.

[Luncha_Libre]

“Aaaaowwww, aaaarrrrrghhh!” Gemma screams of misery didn’t stop, or even slow down, as she fought against Angela’s Boston crab. The move bent her spine in half, to the limits of even what the flexible high-flyer was capable, her ass sticking out in the air as her her body was bent long and lean, face and chest smothered into the mat. Gemma’s heavy-booted foot swung around hard, until she was able to get the leverage to flip herself over, taking Angela with her, and flipping the hold end over end!

Free, Gemma still lay on the canvas. Her hands went to her lower back, while she grimaced in pain. Gemma arched her spine, trying to stretch out the pain. She took in a sharp inhale of breath, her clothes clinging tight to her as she massaged out the aching muscle. Gemma then rolled over to her side. She looked over her shoulder to see the death stare that Angela was giving her. Gemma remained on all fours, taking deep breaths, waiting to see what Angela was going to do.

When the French woman didn’t move to attack, Gemma pushed herself up into a ready position. Back on her feet, the punky Brit leaned into the ropes, further stretching out her aching muscles. Gemma took a fist and wiped away some drool from her chin. Then, Gemma would step forward, two fists raised. Gemma waved her fingers inward, inviting Angela to close the distance, wanting to lock back up with the girl, and start the match again, this time with something to prove!

[Devastated]

Watching Gemma start to rise up, Angela was brimming with anger as Gemma had broken out of her hold and she was going to make sure that she knew what happened when some uppity Brit thought they could break free from one one her submission holds and go unpunished. She would narrow her eyes and step forward after Gemma left the ropes and raised her arms, watching the white haired woman invite her into that lock up!

Angela would step forward and try and reach out with her hands, trying to wrap her fingers around her opponent's hands, entwining their fingers as she would try and then push Gemma backwards! Trying to use her larger and stronger frame to try and force the Brit backwards right back into the ropes she had just come from, aiming to bully her back as she pushed into Gemma with her breasts mashing into the breasts of Gemma's!

[Luncha_Libre]

Gemma struggled up to her boots, entire body aching. She shook out her head, trying to work out the aching muscles, hoping to get her body back into fighting shape before Angela was back on top of her. Unfortunately, the French girl wasn’t about to give her that chance …

“AARH!” Gemma winced and cried out as Angela locked fingers with her, yanking the Brit in and slamming their chests together. Gemma winced as her breasts were smashed against Angela’s, the soft flesh squishing against her opponent. Gemma’s face blushed as she rubbed her chest against Angela, her body arching as she took a deep breath …

Gemma snapped back, then, feeling Angela’s incredible rack pushing down on her own. Using their proximity, Gemma decided to fight back. Keeping their fingers locked, Gemma would lean back, throwing her head behind her, pulling her legs up. She tried to plant her feet against Angela’s belly, rolling onto her back, pulling the French woman with her and trying to throw the woman end over end with a sudden monkey flip!

[Devastated]

Pulling Gemma in close and ramming her chest into the woman as they locked up she would hear Gemma's loud wince which only brought a smile to the face of Angela. Gemma's blush only spurred her on as she continued to try and push the woman backwards and bully her and for the first few seconds it seemed to work....though to Angela's surprise she seemed to have walked right into the trap of Gemma!

As the white haired woman decided to yank on the arms of the Platinum Blonde as she fell backwards, pulling Angela along with her and then that boot came up into the gut of the French Nightmare, pushing her off and throwing her up and over Gemma's body! Flying over the Brit and crashing flat onto her back with a heavy thud. " Guah!" Angela gasped out from the surprised Monkey Flip as she hit the canvas.

[Luncha_Libre]

“Hah!” Gemma shouted as she went backward, throwing herself backward and driving her boots upward. Gemma tried to push past her pain and frustration, and instead felt her boots pressing into Angela’s belly and her shoulders rolling off the mat, throwing the French woman backward with the completed monkey flip!

Gemma rolled through the move, onto all fours. Taking a deep breath, Gemma looked over her rising shoulder to see where Angela had landed. Pushing herself up, Gemma would try to keep her momentum rolling, running the ropes and coming back to Angela in a dead run. Her own body aching from the beating she had taken thus far, Gemma tried to push that back and get herself rolling, wanting to pay that pain back in kind and make sure that her opponent was the one on the ropes, now. Coming back, Gemma would jump off her feet, tucking herself wideways before extending her legs, coming down onto the Platinum Blonde French woman with a low running dropkick, aimed right for Angela’s body.

[Devastated]

Angela flew through the air for a moment as she had been taken along for a ride before she was thrown up and over with that monkey flip. Her body crashing down harshly onto her back and bouncing upon impact. " Gah!" Angela gasped out in pain she quickly rolled over onto her side and arched her back, bringing her arm back to clutch at her back and try and subdue the pain from that monkey flip landing that she had just taken. Gritting her teeth, the Platinum haired woman was seething with anger, that she had fallen for such a simple minded trick! It frustrated her to no end!

That frustration would only rise though, as suddenly Gemma took to running towards the rope and coming bounding off of them, adding momentum to her sprint before she came crashing into Angela's body with her two boots making impact right with the generous chest of the French Nightmare. "Guuh!" Angela gasped out as air shot out of her mouth from her lungs, her body was sent rolling as she was left coughing and trying to catch her bearings as well as her breath.

[Luncha_Libre]

After surviving a rough initial beating, Gemma was finding herself digging deep to fight her way back from the brink. Angela had cut no corners in beating on her, and Gemma’s entire body was aching. The British steampunker had created an opening with the monkey flip, then taking to the air to slam into the woman with a flying dropkick … which connected! Gemma’s boots squished Angela’s ample bust, then the Brit pumped her legs to rock off the French knockout’s body and go flying backward as she went crashing down to the mat. Gemma landed on her side, rolling with the impact to come back up to her boots.

“How do you like that, luv?” Gemma taunted, watching Angela roll away. However, Gemma wasn’t about to let her get away that easily. Riding her momentum, Gemma went after the retreating Angela, looking to stop her rolling away with a hard stomp to the French woman’s lower back. If she could get her to halt, Gemma would follow up by jumping up into the air once again, kicking up her legs, and aiming a knee drop square between Angela’s shoulder blades, looking to knock the fight out of her with a hard blow!