Make it Double - Jessica Parker vs Yoko Littner

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Even a broken clock can be correct at least twice a day. Despite multiple hits to the face and the beratement, Jessica's anger driven movements finally paid off by her countering the spartan kick.

She was mildly aware that Yoko wouldn't stick to the corner like glue, so she didn't hesitate for further intervention. This battering ram would be left unhindered no matter how much the biker anchored . "No place to run and no more tricks..." She muttered towards the other wrestler while their bodies were crossed.

Just as Jessica was about to lean back and batter her opponent into a pulp with repeated kicks, the challenger took initiative using unconventional tactics once more. "Aah! Aghhh!" Having her breasts grasped was already enough to make the arrogant woman jump, but these knees left an imprint on Jessica's resolve, forcing to stagger slightly and possibly give Yoko an opening to flee.

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Getting sandwiched in the corner was certainly bad, but Yoko was the type that would make the opponent pay for every blow they deliver. While Yoko didn't intend to fondle Jessie's breasts, it still proved to be a good enough leverage to hold onto while kneeing the woman a few times, although those weren't particularly well aimed or focused.

Then the two separated and for a moment, stared each other in the eyes. Yokos right hand was holding onto her midriff where she was tackled while her left fist made up half of the boxing stance. Yoko would not run, but not attack either. This rollercoaster of a match was already painful on her.
"I always have tricks to spare, buttcake."

However, if Jessica decided to attack, Yokos defence would consist of two moves.
First, she would whip out a right kick aimed for the side of Jessie's left knee. Then, Yoko would throw a left jab aimed for Jessie's face.

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She just couldn't get any hits without some karma attached today. Even if Yoko didn't violently grab her breasts, the feeling was enough to make Jessica's cheeks flare up. The knees while not coordinated resulted in a greater sting, having penetrated every part of her torso by sheer luck.

It took a little self-facial massage for the pain to not overwhelm her further. Even as they had a staredown, Jessica's left hand still held her stomach while a closed fist pointed at the biker. It might have seemed a bit bullheaded but she charged at Yoko with an extended arm, aiming to squash her further against the corner.

However this running clotheline was interrupted by a single swift kick. "Aaaahhhhhh!" She suddenly halted as a result of Yoko's kick hitting her in another sensitive area, not enough to make her kneel but left Jessica temporarily immobilsed. "Aughhhhhh!" Another bruise accumulated on cheek thanks to the followup jab. This led to Jessica further being knocked backwards, still standing but barely as evident by her legs shaking. The scales shifting towards her challenger.

"(Urghhh I can't get near that bitch now...unless maybe)" Suddenly, Jessica dropped onto her knees as if the recent hits were too much for her seemingly.

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Yoko wasn't one to use kicks very often, she was more of a punch enjoyer, but even before Moonyoung's training, she knew that kicks were good for harassing an opponent at range and if you're precise enough, which Yoko certainly was, you could make an opponent drop to their knees or on their sides wit a well placed kick to the side of the knee, which was exactly what Yoko had landed.
Yoko was impressed when Jessica didn't drop down. Albeit shaky, Jessica was hanging on with her determination alone and Yoko admired it. Yoko raised her fists and prepared for the next round as if Jessica was fully capable of continuing like before, but then suddenly, Jessica collapsed to her knees.
Yoko was slightly surprised again and thought that she might've overestimated Jessica's willpower a like, she certainly wasn't going to pierce the heavens with that.

This was practically a "Finish her!" Situation. Yoko said that as she approached Jessica by the way. Yoko wanted to try out some moves and this was the perfect situation for that and so she would wrap her arms around Jessica's neck before Yanking on it hard for a simple suplex which would aim to have Jessica's back hit the top of the turnbuckle behind Yoko.

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Those screams weren't a lie, that kick from Yoko did leave a nasty sting, albeit it took a few more seconds for Jessica to knee. When that moment arrived, the watchers pondered if they were building towards the end. The heel just eventually losing out through volition didn't sound cathartic enough, which was why the seats were surrounded by 'Finish her' chants.

No immediate signs of retaliation or even a growl from Jessica as her neck was secured. Just as Yoko was about to send her opponent blasting off, she might have difficulty as Jessica's bound her knees against the mat. Was she conscious the whole time?

"Idiot..." The crook's right arm suddenly sprung to life, swinging upwards to possible strike Yoko in between the legs.

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Yoko really went in to finish Jessica off in a spectacular fashion taking Jessie by the neck.
When Yoko yanked her opponent for the suplex, she felt resistance and the next moment she felt just how much of a bitch karma was.
That was when she got fisted in the Netherlands. "Aaaaagghh!!!" Yoko moaned out loud. In hindsight, it was from the pain, but one could mistake it for pleasure. Also it didn't help that at the time, Yokos legs were a bit spread in preparation for the suplex.

The strength in Yokos body disappeared, letting go of Jessie. Yokos legs were shaking, struggling to keep her on her feet. She took a couple of steps back, bent forward and reached for her crotch. "Nnnghhhk!" She grunted with grit teeth, a couple of tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Cheap trick gghh..!" Yoko would say, fully aware of the irony.

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Just as Yoko was seemingly about to vanquish and humble the cocky villainess, Jessica would trick the biker and her naive supporters by throwing a cheapshot so dastardly, even a penny looked richer. "Wow you really love my hands don't you?" She taunted in response to her opponent's huge reaction to the lowblow. A grin so smug you could smell the arrogance from miles away. After tricking her opponent hook, line sinker, Jessica saw no reason to pretend being a wounded gazelle and instead pull her body upright again.

She wasn't going to let the other wrestler fall on her volition, so the heel walked up to the fellow redhead grabbing her ponytail to keep Yoko still. "Sorry but they paid good money for a show!" Suddenly Jessica threw a knee upward to strike the challenger where her jaw lied. If this stunned the young woman long enough, Jessica would then apply a temporary front facelock and reach down to hook Yoko's left leg with a free arm. Showing off her strength, she hoisted the fellow fighter off the mat in an upside down position only to sit down, hoping to drive her victim into the mat backfirst for a fisherman driver. If successful then Yoko would be laying in between Jessica's spread legs.

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It was about time to call the ghost busters, because the tables have turned enough times to assume we have a poltergeist here in the arena.
Or, some could say that this was the start of a love story with two girls fisting each other.
Either way, Jessica sure was about to deliver some tough love and Yoko just couldn't resist when Yoko got lifted up by the hair (which made her momentarily furious) and a kne smashed into her jaw. "Ghwaaaaghhk!" The blow shot Yokos head backwards and rattled her brain, giving her a slight concussion.

"Ghhuaakhh!" The next thing she felt was her back hitting the mat hard, her eyes shot wide open and the air exploded out of her lungs.
The only good thing about this situation was that Yoko was surrounded by a couple of lovely, juicy thighs.
Was it really a good thing, though?

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Enough turns to make a rollercoaster less hectic. The only form of love Jessica would give to another woman is the tough kind. She had to hammer in that only one person was allowed to thrive in this company. It didn't matter how infuriated Yoko was for her precious hair being touched or some bitterness growing in the stands because of that low blow.

After landing the fisherman driver, the villainess couldn't help but express a sardonic smile in response to her opponent's state. A perfect place for further exploitation. Shuffling back to create a bit more space for this next move, Jessica then spread her legs entrapping them around the biker's neck, one crossed under the chin and the other more focused on choking. "Since you seem to love my legs, I may as well grant a treat" Speaking in her usual mocking tone while the figure-four neck-lock squeezed the life out of Yoko.

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Yoko wasn't able to do much aside from grabbing onto Jessica's leg with both hands after those legs locked Yokos head in-between them. Many men would've probably loved to be in Yoko's place. Yoko was subconsciously enjoying it as well, at least until Jessie tightened the lock and Yoko began choking. "Gghhhkkhh..." Yoko had plenty of comments in mind, but she couldn't exactly speak her mind in this position, she could only try and pull at Jessie's leg if only to ease up the force on her throat.
Seeing this, Boota jumped into action. He would run next to Yoko's head and start pushing against Jessica's leg. Of course considering the amount of force Boota could produce, it was more like a touch than a push.