Ingrid Fuentes Vs. Anna Harris - Rising Talent

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Anna had picked the pink haired beauty a monstrous distance of around three inches before Anna's cheek once more met fist, this time not only making Anna cry as the first one had, but send her flying, of course releasing her foe nonchalantly and dropping Ingrid to her feet. Ever opposed to being punched straight up in the face, Anna's frame would find itself humiliatingly tumbling down to her knees, hands supporting her figure as she spun so that back was now facing Ingrid. From there, she would wince and cry further, her right hand coming up to try to soothe the already hurting cheek!

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Even though Anna was taken the punch and dropped down to her knees, Ingrid was still inwardly cursing herself. A woman like this shouldn't be giving her any problems! None at all! She vowed silently to herself to pay Anna back for the frustration she had given to her, stepping back as Anna slumped down, looking over her as if she was inspecting a piece of meat.

After a moment, she stepped forward again, dropping to her own knees behind Anna. One of her arms looped around one of Anna's other, while the other would slide around her neck, Ingrid making an attempting at locking in a dragon sleeper on the kneeling woman.

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Her stupidity and then some costing her again, Anna could but flail like a idiot-rookie after her foes forced release, with her figure jiggling as her hands simply couldn't decide where to latch onto, to soothe the pain. Ingrid soon gave her a more focused area to press against however, as the green haired beauty would find her head and neck bent brutally back, with the former being tucked entirely under Ingrid's toned arm!

Screaming out that muffled cry into toned arm flesh, Anna's hands would find themselves placed to Ingrid's collarbone, just shy of accidentally groping the beauty, as she exerted what effort she could in a rather basic attempt to push free!

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Ingrid's arm squeezed, and flexed, and squeezed some more keeping tight around Anna's neck. A cruel smile slipped onto the woman's face, as the younger girl cried into her arm, shaking as Anna tried to break free.

Of course, Ingrid wasn't going to let her free, not yet.

As Anna began to push against her, Ingrid lifted her free arm. She formed a tight fist, and then swung her arm back downwards, clubbing right at the center of Anna's arching chest with a stiff, heavy forearm strike!

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Whatever recovery Anna was seemingly pathetically, pointlessly in the progress of making, Ingrid saw fit to make her agony the utmost hell she could. With free arm reigning down, Anna's front would be forced to put on a show for those before her, as the buxom as hell middlweight found her bosom jiggling heavily for all those to see. Had she not been in such agony, she would have attempted to at least save face and prevent such, but given she could barely even deal with the physical pain, such was simply not an option.

All the buxom greenette figure could do was scream and roar, trying her greatest to hold on as the life was choked and beaten from her. Screams and roars that began to noticeably lessen as the seconds passed, mind.

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Anna's weakening didn't escape Ingrid, notice, the cold-hearted woman watching her intently. She could have finished Anna off right here, she decided, but she wasn't going to. Not yet. She wanted this girl to suffer before she ended the match.

She held onto the hold for a second longer, then let go, roughly shoving at Anna to push her towards the mat. Then, she stood up, taking a step back, cruelly sneering down at the girl.

"Get up. Get back on your feet," she commanded, towering over Anna as she barked out her order. "Get back up or else you're going to regret it..."

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Anna was beat.

She didn't have to be told that.

The girl was likely physically as strong, if not more so than Ingrid, but it didn't matter. Experience outweighed the Australian beauty at every turn, to the point where Anna felt she was completely untrained. Clutching awkwardly at the shins of the mightier figure looking down upon her like a goddess, Anna could but mope. Eyes to the floor, she dare not raise them, nor raise her figure despite the warnings. She simply wanted to sit, rest, and somewhat prey Ingrid would simply bring about a quick end.

Obviously, she'd get none of such things.

[Lunaspark]

That wasn't going to happen. Anna wasn't going to get the relief she wanted.

With her sneer growing more foul, Ingrid took another step forward, standing directly over Anna. She stared straight down at her, venom in her words as she repeated her order again.

"Last chance. On your feet, now, otherwise you will regret what comes next."

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Anna again offered what she could in terms of defiance, with said defiance being something of a quaky, busty Aussie turning up eyes that tried to muster some semblance of courage, but instead showed nothing but fear. Shaking her head regardless, her hands still to the canvas, Anna attempted to prepare her arms to counter whatever inevitable assault soon followed.

That was the plan, at least.

Then again, the original plan was to not play the role of rag doll to this pink haired foe, and so far, that wasn't exactly happening...

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Anna didn't move, but Ingrid certainly did.

With the girl refusing to listen to orders, the angered Ingrid stepped around to Anna's side. Her leg drew back, then quickly kicked forward, the cruel woman kicking Anna hard in her body, slamming her boot against the girl's body as hard as she could. It wasn't fancy, but it didn't need to be. Ingrid simply wanted to soften her up a little more before she really brought the pain.