Cage Match - Angela Guillot Vs. Gemma Faraday

[Devastated]

Angela towered over Gemma and watched as that body fell limp in the dead center of the ring, she huffed out and then put a cruel grin on her face as she would look over her handiwork, watching how Gemma's chest was heaving with each breath that she took. Rolling her shoulders and then her neck, Angela eased up the pain a bit that she was feeling in her body.

Figuring that it was time that she started to put the pain on Gemma, and begin to torture her now that she felt that she was solidly in the driver's seat. Angela would reach down and try to roll Gemma over onto her front, aiming to fold those legs of Gemma up and as she did reach down and grab a hold of Gemma's chin with her other hand. Heaving backwards she would try and roll over onto her back and pull Gemma up over her knees in a Bow and Arrow Submission hold! Looking to pain and stretch her out and cause that back as much damage as she could!

[Luncha_Libre]

Gemma couldn’t focus on anything as she flopped to the mat. Her eyes fluttered open and shut, and her head felt like it was spinning on her slender neck. Gemma tried to force herself up, but only managed to roll around, writhing in pain. Completely laid out, Gemma had almost forgot about Angela until it was too late.

“W-what are you …?” Gemma moaned, as she was rolled over, her bust smashed against the canvas. Gemma’s legs were folded over, and her eyes widened in shock. “W-wait, no! Bloody, no! Bloody hell!” Gemma flailed around, grasping at the air as her body was yanked up, and cranked helplessly into a bow and arrow hold. Gemma’s body was helplessly cranked into the hold, as the referee came in to ask if she wanted to submit.

“No! Oh God, no! NOOO!” Gemma cried out, tears forming in her eyes and spilling over her cheeks. Gemma thrashed about helplessly in the hold, her midsection seething as she took rasping breaths, Gemma fought the urge to submit even as tears ran down her face, and sweat formed over her body. Sobbing, Gemma couldn’t help but worry how much of this she could take before physically- or mentally- she would reach her breaking point!

[Devastated]

Angela had an almost gleeful smile as Gemma began to flail and struggle, screaming out no and then the screams of pain came. She could hear the voice cracking and the sensation of dopamine's firing off in her head. Locking a woman in such an intense amount of pain was just exhilarating to Angela. As usual she was a twisted girl, taking only pleasure in the screams of pain of her victims....a true sadist if anything.

"Hahah! What's wrong!? Too painful?" Angela cackled out in an almost maniacal manner as she had the bow and arrow locked in. With that weakened and hurt back it was probably as painful as it could possibly be. Bouncing Gemma a bit on top of her knees, Angela tried to take the full amount of pleasure from Gemma's misery and pain.

The crowd of course wasn't on Angela's side but that wasn't something that mattered to a member of Rebellion. After all, Rebels aren't always good guys. The fingers of Angela would dig into the soft part of skin and flesh under Gemma's chin, as she held firmly onto those shins, pushing her knees and legs up against that back to increase the torque on that back.