Marissa W./Jacob M. - Days Of Dominion

[Devilish53]

With the beatdown successfully wounding the spikey Brit, all at once the scenario was turned against her. Despite her flailing arms, Jacob was slowly but surely able to slide behind Marissa after forcing her to a sit-up. To lock around her like a python, on both the top side and middle part of her frame!

"GHH..!" The squeeze snapping her back to reality before she was of course wheezed, Marissa's hands opted to come to those arms upon her neck rather than the legs to her core. Violently pulling, even seeking a finger or two to bend, Marissa pushed her feet to the floor in an effort to bridge her frame back. And make Jacob's position all the more uncomfortable!

Even more so, as Marissa began to bang her feet! Shaking her figure atop of Jacob's own, left to right!

[Teenwrestler]

The bad blood between the two Brits seemed to grow, with neither of them even remotely interested in backing off and calling this fight over. Despite the others trying to break the the pair apart, Jacob and Marissa both were looking to teach the other a lesson until they apologized or at least give up. After using the crowd as a distraction, Jacob had now secured a dominant position and was squeezing the life out of Marissa, squeezing her in the sleeper and body scissor submission.

The spiky haired Brit was struggling to fight back but did well to bring her hands up to grab Jacob's fingers, bending them and trying to pry at his grip. "Arghh you bitch" he growled. Marissa didn't stop there, she was losing breath fast and knew she had to go all out. She started to bridge up, shake her body around left and right violently while smacking her feet against the floor, shaking her figure atop of him.

"Urghhh you're....crazy" he hissed, his grip starting to weaken significantly allowing Marissa to break free if she wished.

[Devilish53]

The grip was slowly coming apart, and whilst Marissa was still far from being free, it became notably easier to move. And prep her next attack, in an attempt to finally break free of Trent's hold!

The crowd still left in dismay as to whether or not they should intervene, they would be left with a new concern as Marissa opted to turn things a shade more brutal. That being of whether they should call for medical assistance or not!

For a roar would soon break the bickering of the crowd, with Marissa raising her head as to nearly have her chin touching her collarbone. Before she shot it back, in an effort to crack Jacob's head with her own!

[Teenwrestler]

The Perfect Storm was looking to put an end to this little fight that bad broken out between himself and his compatriot. Marissa had put up a good fight but things were starting to really get out of hand, especially with all the people looking at the two fight. The two wrestlers were really looking to put the other down, with Jacob squeezing the life out of Marissa's sweat soaked body on top of him.

After a bit of back and forth struggling, the headbutt would do the trick for the spiky haired Brit and the blow really left Jacob rattled. The blue brief male would shove Marissa off him, releasing her from the submission before rolling away. "AHHHH!" he yelled, clutching his head and moving away.

"Urgh, screw this! I've had enough of you." Jacob would say, pushing a few members of the crowd away roughly whilst attempting to make a swift exit from the scene, Jacob was looking to retreat to his locker room and was ready to leave his gym bags and belongings at the scene too, wanting to get away from this tomboy and the crowd that had gathered.

[Devilish53]

Marissa was naturally in a world of pain after driving her own head in like a wrecking ball, but that pain only agitated her all the more. Even more so when Jacob tried for a hefty escape. As if he didn't deserve punishment after that brief squeeze on her!

"You...COWARD..!" Marissa roared, fury controlling her fully now as she turned, to snap forward and grab a hold of Jacob's foot! Her arm pulling every which way to stop Jacob from any kind of distance! All the whilst the crowd seemingly opened up a path before Jacob - whilst setting their gaze on Marissa! A gaze of mostly fear, given the savage look and current positioning of the spiky haired Brit made her look akin to a horror villain, trying to capture her prey!

Though luck wouldn't be on her side, as Jacob slipped free of her sudden grip! The eyes of the Brit widening as the crowd closed behind Jacob, ensuring that no chase could be given!

"F..FUCK!" She'd snarl out, dragged a little to her feet by the crowd that just wanted to help, as the onlookers massed around her in an attempt to cool her off.

With the violence having finally found its end.