Alyssa Monroe Vs. Monica Jackson - II: Iron Woman Match

[Devastated]

Having just been pulled out of the ring and experience a rather rough landing onto the barley padded concrete floor, Alyssa wasn't exactly in the best of moods and it was only worsened when Monica decided to stomp down on her stomach. " Gooh!" She gasped out as air and spittle flew out of her mouth, she coughed and growled out as she threw a harsh glare up at Monica with those green eyes of hers.

Wincing and complaining under her breath, Alyssa would start to push herself up to her hands and knees and then tried to force her way up to her feet. If Monica wanted to trade blows then she was without a doubt happy with smashing in the pretty face of her hated nemesis. Though as she got up to her feet she saw that Kendo stick that Monica had in hand. Of course she had a weapon...Alyssa tried to brace as best as she could but the Kendo stick struck hard into her side with the sound of wood smacking into flesh. " Aaah!" Alyssa cried out as she recoiled from the blow, her arms going to shield her side.

Following the blow Monica raised that kendo stick up and then smashed it down into the shoulder of Alyssa! "Grah!" The Brutish Brawler cried out as she buckled, her legs shaking a bit but she didn't drop yet...she remained standing and threw a defiant glare at Monica, but the purple haired lightweight wasn't done yet, as she stepped forward and to the side, lining up another shot and then smashed the thin wooden sword flat into Alyssa's bare well trained midsection, " Gruah!" Alyssa released a guttural cry as she staggered backwards and doubled over, coughing out wildly.

[RJD]

Monica waited eagerly for Alyssa to get up, before going to town on her with that kendo stick, striking her all over and getting her rival to cry out with each hard collision. The street fighter grinned as Alyssa doubled over and coughed, glad to see that brat in pain.

" Who said you could move? I wasn't done using you as a punching bag. " Monica mocked, as she tried to push Alyssa down from her doubled down position onto her knees. The purple haired wrestler then tried to step over Alyssa to press her groin into the back of her head and lock in a tight head scissors, squeezing that neck and head.

" Congratulations on getting the lead, but you're really going to pay for that facesit pin you bitch. " Monica said, before trying to drive her fist down into the top of Alyssa's head with a punch. Then the lightweight would try to grind her clenched fist into the top of her head, while crossing her legs more in the scissor and squeezing with all her strength, really trying to give her rival a good choke.

[Devastated]

Alyssa coughed and staggered back as she was doubled over after that nasty strike to her midsection, her abs were aching something fierce and she was sure that she would have a bruised from that kendo stick hit. Shaking her head a bit, she couldn't help but angrily curse under her breath as she was shoved down onto her knees in front of Monica. Forced down as it was clear that her hated rival wanted to taunt her while she could!

Forced onto her knees it was only a matter of time before Monica did something to annoy Alyssa, the Brutish brawler just had a feeling about it. Soon she felt the groin of Monica press down against the back of her head and those legs of Monica snapped shut around her head, the strong thighs of the purple haired lightweight squeezed and flexed against the sides of Alyssa's head. " Nngh...!!" Alyssa grunted out in pain and discomfort, even more so when Monica started to berate her again and send a cruel punch to the back of her head. " Aah!" The blond yelped out, her hands would come up to grab at those bare thighs of Monica, trying to pry those legs apart in a futile effort to free herself.

[RJD]

Monica squeezed harder with each noise that came from the blonde brat's lips, the street fighter even starting to feel herself get a little aroused as she beat down on Alyssa's head. Alyssa tried to pry those legs apart, but Monica's thick thighs weren't even being shifted, though she would let her foe try for as long as she wished too, loving the sight of her rival desperately trying to pull her legs apart.

" Hey bitch. How about we give the internet something to gif? " Monica said, before trying to lean her weight forward and fall down into her knees and hands, adjusting the scissor hold slightly to accommodate this new position.

Monica then grinded her crotch into Alyssa's head suggestively, twirling her hips before trying to bang her knees down into the concrete, trying to slam Alyssa's pretty face into it in the process.

Monica would repeat that process much more, thrusting her hips to bang Alyssa's face into the concrete, and also giving the crowd the suggestive image of her skull fucking the blonde into the concrete, really trying to maximise both humiliation and pain with one humiliating hold, banging Alyssa into the ground in the scissor hold over and over.

Eventually Monica would stop, slamming Alyssa down and settling with her butt atop her head, taking a seat on Alyssa's head from atop her, before then slowly lifting her hips and trying to stand up.

[Devastated]

Trying to pry the thighs of Monica off of her was not working too well for Alyssa as she pawed and dug her nails into those thighs to no avail. Instead all she got for her effort was Monica squeezing tighter and tighter on the head of the Brutish Brawler. The street fighter seemed intent on crushing the head of Alyssa as the blonde could only struggle to try and free herself.

All of a sudden Moncia fell forward onto her hands and knees as Alyssa continued to struggle and shift trying to free herself, then to her surprise Alyssa head was suddenly banged into the floor! "Guh!" Alyssa grunted as her head was nailed into the ground, then over and over and over all the while the groin of Monica rubbed against the back of her head, humping against her skull in a manner that no doubt had plenty of people filming in in delight.

After a few slams it stopped and Alyssa slumped down flat on her front, groaning lowly out as Monica took a seat on the back of her head, pinning her head and face down against the floor. The feet of Alyssa slid against the floor as her hands would weakly grip at the thighs of Monica.

[RJD]

Monica enjoyed the spotlight as she humiliated and hurt Alyssa, before settling down to take a seat on top of her head, the street fighter just staying parked there for a few seconds to make sure Alyssa had plenty of time to enjoy the humiliation. The lightweight grinning as she felt her rival weakly grasp at her thighs.

" Alright. I've had my break. " Monica said, as she got up to her feet and tried to drag Alyssa up by her hair, before attempting to punch her hard in the stomach, and then drag her over to the ring apron to slam her head into the canvas, before trying to lift and push Alyssa under the bottom ropes to send her into the ring.

" Time to get back to the ass kicking. " Monica said, as she would jump up onto the apron and enter the ring, following after Alyssa slowly, while watching her carefully, both to burn the image of her damaged rival into her mind and as a cautionary measure incase Alyssa tried to flee or get up.

[Devastated]

Weakly gripping at Monica's thighs as her hated rival remained seated on her head, the weight of the fellow lightweight forced her face to be pushed down against the floor. She kept weakly trying to push Monica off until her rival decided to rise up to her feet on her own and grabbed onto her blonde hair, forcing Alyssa to be guided up to her feet against her will.

Then came the punch, a strong strike from Monica as she mashed into the gut of the Brittish fighter. Alyssa gagged and gasped out as she hunched forward. Pulled by her hair next and walked with to the ring before she was rolled in under the bottom ropes. She coughed and groaned as she rolled her way to the center of the ring with Monica entering the squared circle as well.

Alyssa would start to press her hands and knees against the canvas and slowly began to push herself up, cursing under her breath as she was working to try and force herself up onto her feet.

[RJD]

Monica rolled into the ring after her rival and circled her like a shark, approaching from the side to stomp on her back before trying to move her boot to the woman's side to push her onto her back. The former street fighter would then step to the side of Alyssa and lift her arm as she fell sidewards towards the blonde brat, trying to descend upon her heated rival with an elbow drop.

Of course between these two wrestlers that alone wouldn't cut it, Monica knew Alyssa was tough enough to shake that off so she had more in store, and her animosity towards the brat made the satisfaction of laying into her more and worth the extra effort, Alyssa's toughness just meant Monica could beat her ass more.

Pretty much immediately after her elbow drop Monica shifted her position to crawl over Alyssa and straddle her waist, bending forward so their heads were close, and with one of her hands reaching behind her foe's head to grasp the area just above the nape of her neck. Monica would then use that grip to pull Alyssa up, as Monica herself swung down with her other arm to bash it into Alyssa's head once, again, and a third time, each time trying to get some height to come down on her with the strike, with such ferocity that it resembled MMA ground and pound.

If Alyssa didn't counter then Monica would proceed to move her arm so that she could grasp both Alyssa's arms by the wrist to pin them down, stretching her out as far as she could in a cocky and dominant pin attempt. Monica's bust puffed out from her back being stretched out in the pin.

" Don't. You. Move. " Monica said venomously as she maintained eye contact.

[Devastated]

Alyssa cursed and groaned as she tried to gather her senses and began to try and force her way back up to her hands and knees, clicking her tongue a bit in frustration as right now she wanted nothing more than to rip Monica to pieces right now. Even if she was still in the lead she hated that Monica was now woman-handling her! "Fuggin' cunt..." She would growl out before she then took a harsh stomp right down onto her back! "Gah!" Alyssa gasped out as she was sent flat down onto her front, groaning out.

Next came the the boot of Monica pressing into her side and rolling her over onto her back. Arching her back off of the canvas a bit, which turned out to be a mistake as it only made the abs of Alyssa that much more of an easy target for Monica as she drove her elbow down into them! "Guugh!" air rushed out of Alyssa's mouth as she was left coughing now, wheezing out and trying to get air back into her lungs.

Downed and now bereft of air for the moment, Monica decided to straddle her, pressing her weight down on the waist of the blonde, the purple haired nemesis of hers grabbed at the back of her head and raised her head up a bit before she began to lay into Alyssa with a flurry of forearm strikes. Bashing her arm into the face of Alyssa as each blow rocked the senses of the blonde. Alyssa was then left down on her back, groggy and dazed as Monica decided to pin her arms outstretched over her head. She would then feel feel the soft sensation of Monica's breasts pressing down against her own, pinned down in that rather dominant looking fullbody pin as she was left groaning out. The abs of the two lightweights pressing together as the referee would move in next to the pair.

" One!...."

Alyssa winced and groaned as she began to open her eyes, those green eyes of hers slowly getting focus as she saw Monica's eyes staring down into hers.

"Two!..."

The referee called for a second count...and with it Alyssa would gnash her teeth, filled with anger and rage she would buck up violently, trying to roll the two of them over and take the top position. More than that though was currently too much for Alyssa.

[RJD]

Monica's boot slammed into Alyssa's back immediately after that defiant remark, as if punishing the blonde for her insult. The older woman then continued to press her advantage, punishing Alyssa further with an elbow drop, grinning wide as the blonde was left wheezing and coughing. With Alyssa helpless under her, Monica repositioned and bullied the downed woman gleefully, rattling her head with a sadistic string of relentless forearm strikes.

Monica relished in Alyssa's suffering, and the shame that she knew the cocky brat would be feeling, and which would likely be amplified as Monica pressed her legs down into Alyssa's own and pinned her hands overhead. The bustier lightweight made sure to press her chest down too, hoping to really humiliate Alyssa as she stretched her out, and the ref began to pin.

For a moment it seemed like Monica might gain a point, but Alyssa was as defiant as ever, breaking the pin and yanking her arms free just in time. Monica wasn't too upset or surprised though, she had plenty of time to actually score points after exuding her power over her hated rival. " nearly didn't get out of that one blondie, were you enjoying yourself? " Monica asked mockingly, before Alyssa suddenly grabbed her and rolled sideways, squashing Monica's body underneath her own and pressing her back into the canvas as they flipped positions.

" No you fucking don't! " Monica growled, as she reached up to grab and yank Alyssa's hair, distracting her just long enough to then try to part her legs and tightly coil them around Alyssa's midsection, clamping down and squeezing tightly in a body scissors attempt.