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

[Devastated]

Having forced herself to roll up and break the pinfall, Alyssa rolled the pair over and got up on top of Monica, squashing the body of the more buxom lightweight underneath her as she let out a heavy pained huff, blowing air right against the face of her hated rival as she glared down into the eyes of Monica. Though her time on top was short lived...as Monica decided to quickly reach up and grab a hold of her blonde locks!

Wincing out from the pain of the sudden hairpull, Alyssa's hands shot up to the wrists of Monica, before quickly changing course and and reaching down to grab onto Monica's hair as well! Yanking on that purple mane of her nemesis. Alyssa snarled out in anger and pain though when she realized that she had fallen into a trap, those legs of Monica shot up and coiled around her midsection.

Gritting her teeth from the pain as those thighs of Monica flexed and squeezed tightly on her frame with that bodyscissor, Alyssa would groan out...moving one of her hands from Monica's hair to grab at one of those thighs, trying to push and struggle against those legs of Monica's.

[RJD]

The violent duo of lightweights tussled on the canvas, each gripping the other's hair as the blonde lay atop the pile. Monica soon took control though, wrapping her legs around Alyssa tightly and squeezing her rival to the utmost of her ability.

" Like that's going to do anything. " Monica mocked as Alyssa stopped pulling her hair and instead grabbed at one of her thighs to try to pull them apart. Monica refused to let up though, tensing her legs and using her muscles to clamp down her voice hold over her rival's midsection all the more.

" Just lose again already, you're not fooling anyone. " Monica said, dissing Alyssa. At the same time the lightweight would look to tighten her grip on Alyssa's hair and yank her head around, jostling her while squeezing the life out of her.

Monica was determined to wear down Alyssa, dedicating her attention to damaging that core to take advantage of it later.

[Devastated]

Alyssa focused on trying to ease the pain in her sides as she tried to pry those legs of Monica off of her, only to find the dark haired lightweights thighs flexing and the pressure increasing. The pain cause Alyssa's teeth to grit, she shifted and tried to ease the pain any which way that she could though it looked as if Monica wasn't about to let that happen.

She yanked and pulled on the hair of the young blonde and kept her under her control as she talked down to and berated the Brit. Alyssa had had just about enough of this though. Tightening her hands into clenched fists she would try and send a swift punch down onto Monica, trying to nail her straight in her chest and use Monica's larger boobs as punching bags. Throwing a harsh hook straight into one of those orbs and follow it up with another and another, swinging wildly down at her lightweight rival.

[RJD]

Monica felt Alyssa try to shift from above her, but kept her close with the grip on her hair and her scissor hold. It seemed like Monica had things thoroughly under control, until her blonde rival started to fire off punched down into her chest.

" Ahh! " Monica whined, before letting go of her foe's hair as another punch connected with her breasts.

" Fucking bitch! " Monica grumbled, shifting to the left to make that punch to her right tit miss, before then trying to trap that arm by capturing it in her underarm and pinning it to the side of her body. Then Monica would try to release her scissors and instead sit up and headbutt Alyssa in one motion If she could, releasing that trapped arm if she connected.

Monica would then try to push Alyssa back, and stand up, letting out a long frustrated grumble as Alyssa remained to much of a threat for her to close things out and get a point.

[Devastated]

Alyssa began her assault, it was a desperate one but she knew that she packed more than enough force behind her punches to make Monica squirm if she was free to lay down a proper rain of blows on her hated rival. It started out good with her getting in a few punches, but slowed down as she was from the nasty waist scissor one of her punches strayed a bit off patch and Monica managed to turn to the side, making sure to avoid one of her strong rights.

Trapping that arm against her side and under that armpit, Alyssa would snarl out angrily at Monica, yanking on that arm to try and pull it free but as she tried to do so Monica instead pulled down on her and then yanked herself up. Throwing her head up in the process and smacking it into the forehead of the young blonde! "Gnngh!" Alyssa grunted out as her senses were rocked.

Thrown backwards onto her butt as she would feel how she was at least freed from that waist scissor. The blonde would shake her head, trying to clear the cobwebs as she soon tried to quickly scramble her way up towards her feet and raise her fists.

[RJD]

Monica got up to a sitting position, and rubbed her head for a moment, pained by that headbutt. Alyssa was certainly worse off though, so the raven haired wrestler would quickly try to get up to her feet, doing so less than a second before Alyssa herself stood up.

" No you don't! " Monica said, trying to step forward towards her opponent, before wrapping her arms around Alyssa tightly, and lifting her up into the air with the intention of slamming her right back down with a belly to belly suplex, with Monica laying atop her in a pin if it was successful.

" How's that? " Monica asked, before she tried to straddle her foe, and climb up her body to sit down on her chest. " Stay down, brat. " Monica ordered, as she tried to assert herself over her rival.

[Devastated]

Alyssa was feeling a bit groggy as she rose up to her feet, quickly trying to shake off the feeling of that headbutt and try and get her senses back. Though as she raised her arms and stood ready to defend from further punches of the like from Monica. It seemed as if the purple haired ligthweight had other plans, as she dove right in at her and wrapped her arms around the blonde's frame.

Pressing that generous rack of hers against the more modest chest of the young blonde. Pulled right off of her feet was Alyssa, thrown down with a rather loud thud as her body roughly bounced on the canvas as she was taken down with that quick Belly-To-Belly suplex. "Ggnrgh!" Alyssa grunted out, reeling still as she was trying her best to come up with some sort of way to fight back against Monica right now.

Though for the moment those chances seemed slim as Monica climbed up on top of her and straddled her chest, pinning her down and forcing Alyssa to look up at her. " Grgh...G-get off you fat fuck!" Alyssa complained, kicking her legs and shifting underneath Monica's weight as she was pushed down onto the canvas.

[RJD]

Monica was relieved that a close exchange had went in her favour, and tried to capitalise fully by spreading her legs out to try to more fully pin the blonde brat underneath, as she tried to cover over her arms to keep them pinned alongside with her chest.

That movement also let Monica give her core more space though, which would come into use as the violent lightweight tried to start swinging her fists down right into Alyssa's head and chest, as she tried to ground and pound her heated rival.

" Who'd you just call fat? " Monica asked, smiling slightly as she tried to lay into Alyssa. Monica didn't appreciate that insult, but she figured she had already started giving Alyssa a suitable physical retort.

[Devastated]

Alyssa could feel how her arms were trapped against her sides as those legs of Monica captured them and hugged them snugly, all the while the weight of her rival pressed down on her chest and prevented her from moving anywhere. Though that didn't stop Alyssa from shifting and shaking, twisting and turning in her current predicament as she was trying to struggle her way free.

It didn't seem to work, and things went from bad to worse before she knew it. As Monica started to hammer her fists down at Alyssa, smashing her in the face and in the chest with repeated blows. Those fists started to rain down like hail on Alyssa as her head snapped from left to right with each hit smacking into it.

"Ughnh!" She grunted out with each hit as her mind was being sent into a daze, whenever she felt like she was about to snap out of it another punch came and buried into her chest or head and sent her plummeting back down into a groggy state.

[RJD]

Alyssa twisted and turned, rocking Monica atop her uneasy perch. " stop struggling. " Monica ordered, upset that her opponent was even resisting her dominance. Monica was confident that her flurry of blows would correct that arrogance, as she pummeled the blonde brat into submission, battering her face and chest until her fiesty blonde foe seemed more agreeable.

" That's more like it... " Monica said, as she tried to stand up while Alyssa was vulnerable, just so she could stomp onto her face, and grind her sole right into her features to really establish her dominance. " that's right bitch, I'm not even done either. " Monica said, as she started to get overtaken by dominant glee. The lightweight would try to then crouch down and turn her foe into her stomach, before sitting on her back and yanking her arm between her legs to pull it back, and crank it in a sharp shooter.

The grin on Monica'a face would only get wider as things went in her favour, and If Alyssa was unable to resist, then the violent wrestler would even feel herself get slightly wet as she dominated her adversary, Monica having a slight sexual awakening as she tortured her rival.

" Just beg... if you want this to stop. " Monica would say, blushing slightly as she got a little too much satisfaction from this position.