Christina Perez vs "Battle Angel" Randee Reagan

[Weonna]

Christina had just escaped from being called out, and she got a surprise gift courtesy of Randee's kitty.

'Oh god, this is awkward.' Luckily the treat was brief, but it still made the slightly younger girl flustered when she caught a whip of her sweet aroma. 'I gotta check my sexuality after this...'

The match wasn't over yet, and Randee still had the advantage of being on top. What she decided to do next was scoot back to Christina's abs and rise to slam her juicy ass back down.

OOOOOFFFF!!

The blow wasn't as hard as the first booty splash, but it did make the Californian woman curl up, which was exactly what the Battle Angel wanted. Randee then turned Christina onto her stomach forcibly by pulling on her leotard.

'Uggghhhnn...the fuck is she doing now?' Christina wondered, but something told her she would not like what would happen next.

[rogue-kiss]

Perfect!

Randee roughly snatched on Christina until she gained a view of the other woman's hair spilling across her shoulders instead of her chest. A lot more could be done to an opponent lying on her stomach than on her back, her friend back in West Coast Wonders taught her, and already the blonde's head filled with ideas. She dropped back onto her "seat," her ass on the small of Christina's back, and put her feet on Christina's arms so she could not try to push up to her knees. "You shouldn't be so selfish and let me hear that three."

Briefly, she weighted her options, but one stood out to her as the obvious choice with their positions. One last time, she lifted and smacked her butt down onto Christina's body to make sure her lovely opponent stayed nice and flat to the canvas. Just to be sure. After a wink at the crowd which had now hyped each and every slam with sounds of anticipation and loud oohs when she dropped, Randee started stretching herself out over the top of Christina's body, until her chest was on Christina's shoulders and her hips were on the small of her back. Her legs snuggled against Christina's sides.

Then she snaked her arms towards Christina's neck, going for a sleeperhold.

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[Weonna]

While Randee was sitting on top of Christina plotting her next move, the dark-haired wrestler was beginning to recover her senses. She tried to get onto her knees, but Randee's feet were placed at her arms, preventing her from maneuvering. She heard the battle angel speak to her about Christina's persistence calling her selfish for not winning.

"As if I'm going to give it to you that easy," Christina growled before Randee had finally decided on her next move. Christina predicted that she might submit considering their position and was ready to defend it. However, what she was not expecting was a third booty splash as Randee rose and slammed her ass once more to ensure Christina stayed flat in the canvas.

'Seriously, what's with all the booty splash!?' Christina groaned in pain before realizing what her opponent would do next. She could feel her arms slither in her neck and tried to tuck her chin in and move her body to the side, but it was too late as the booty splash had distracted her from reacting in time as Randee got the Sleeperhold In, and the crowd cheered.

Randee! Randee!! Randee!!!

Usually, this would spell out doom in all caps as getting out of a sleeper hold while in the bottom is too tricky.

"Accckkkk!" Christina tried to pry Randee's chocking arm off, but it was no use as her right hand touched the shoulder of her opponent, who is probably grinning right now. The Californian thought there was no way out until she saw the ropes, and they were not as far as she thought. Christina always thought the rope break rule to get out of submissions was bullshit, but now she isn't complaining as this was her only way out! Christina tried to reach for them, but the distance wasn't quite there and needed to be closer.

'Gaaaahhh! If only I could stretch my arm out like MJ that one time in Space Jam that be handy about now!' Christina can feel her eyes slowly shutting down as she makes a desperate push to the ropes as she tries to scoot closer to the strings by pushing against the canvas with her knees and trying to reach one more, but unfortunately, her fingertips manage to touch. Still, it wasn't enough for a rope break, and Christina's eyelids were almost shut, and her eyes started to roll to the back of her head.

'I guess this is karma.' Christina could feel darkness taking over her, and it was all about over until some random member of the audience began to laugh and mock her.

HA! IT LOOKS LIKE ILL BE GETTING A NEW WALLPAPER, YA LOSER!

Christina remembered about the bet she had made and realized that if she Losses now, her reputation would not be the same after this. Almost as if she was brought back from the did, her eyes opened one last time, and she gritted her teeth.

'Just one more push!' With what remaining strength she had left, she pushed her knee against the canvas one last time and grabbed the bottom rope prompting the ref to tell Randee to let go of the hold as Christina stayed in the match.

The dark-haired woman gasped as she almost was unconscious from the sleeper hold. She reached for the middle rope to help support her but remained on one knee. Her face was red, mostly from being choked, and she was taking her time to get some air back in her. She slowly swiveled around and gave Randee the bird, and despite looking like someone who looked like they were dying, she still dared to keep her bitchy attitude.

"Nice try...give it your A-game ya bitch...ugghhnnn..."

[rogue-kiss]

A niggling worry tickled Randee's thoughts as she sank into place on Christina's back for the sleeperhold. No one in her training or matches ever surrendered to one of her sleeperholds. One practice partner fell unconscious, but she was half Randee's size. Nearly all of them found a way to eventually wriggle her way free of Randee's grasp without giving in to her.

But none of them had ever been face down to the mat after two DDTs, and none of them ever dealt with Randee latched to their backs, adding her weight to the difficulty of the escape. Confidence that she could make this work flowed through the Battle Angel, and she tightened her grip that much more as Christina squirmed beneath her, going for the ropes. "Come on, wouldn't sleep feel better?" she asked, between murmurs of exertion.

To be honest, the idea of knocking her out was something Randee found she badly needed as repayment for all the doubting, by Christina and many others.

Several more seconds passed. Randee could feel the exhaustion building while they battled on the mat. Christina's neck and jaw felt hot against her arms, and Randee herself could feel beads of sweat forming around her breasts and back inside her cutout leotard. Her own breathing was almost as loud as Christina's gasps for air and seemed much louder than even the crowd right now. She willed herself to emerge the stronger woman.

She tried not to notice the ropes, and completely ignored that Christina managed to slip closer inch by inch. The blonde groaned, grunted, squeezed with all her might, knowing that in the next second Christina would fall lip in her grasp. "Give, giiiive.."

But the ref slipped into view, flinging her hands in the direction of the ropes. Randee peered up from beneath her blonde bangs, and her shoulders sagged to see Christina's hand around the bottom rope.

She let go immediately, rolling off of Christina. She was not going to hold on two more seconds in hopes that Christina passed out and have anyone call her a cheater. She didn't want to cheat.

After retreating to the middle of the ring and realizing how much the struggle left her perspiring, Randee couldn't help but think she should have finished it there.

Don't get discouraged. Looking at Christina's beet-red face, she shouldn't. She almost had the woman, and she still could. And the crowd continued to support her. Randee raised both hands, clapping with hopes that they would pick up the same rhythm. When many of them did, she already felt better.

And Christina flipped her the bird. Randee was just thinking that her opponent had enjoyed enough rest time.

"Time to finish you.." she said under her breath, and then she darted across the ring, ready to deliver a running boot into Christina's chest.

[Weonna]

Having just survived a near humiliating loss, the Californian had managed to survive. Randee being the nice girl she is, let's go of the hold immediately and retreated to the center of the ring to give the crowd a bit of hype. Christina slowly but surely got to both feet with her hands holding onto the top rope for support. When her opponent finally turned to face Christina, the Battle Angel was determined to win this match against the BJJ expert.

"Come at me. I'm right here!" Christina yelled as Randee declared her statement to finish this up as Christina stood still waiting for the right time to strike. The blonde started to charge at the Californian, and with timing, Christina would parry the kick aimed at her chest, and with her left hand, she would backhand slap Randee right in her pretty face.

"Bitch please!" Christina grinned as she wanted the backhand slap to stun Randee as the dark-haired woman would attempt to grab her by the hair and land an elbow smash to shake her even more before grabbing her arm and to Irish whip her to the opposite ropes to have her bounce off.

[rogue-kiss]

Randee threw herself fully into making this boot hurt, committing to trying to end the match properly before Christina could claw her way back into it. The cool arena air blowing against her warm skin made her feel as if she moved much faster than she actually must have moved, and she thought she might kick Christina straight through the ropes and out of the ring.

But Christina knocked her boot aside the instant it looked like it was going to plant right between her breasts.

Randee gasped and stumbled in place, leaning right into a stinging slap from Christina. The look of utter disdain that crossed Randee's face at Christina's audacity intensified threefold when the dark-haired woman took a handful of Randee's pride and joy, her hair, and set Randee nearly into a temper tantrum. Her fists were already flying!

But they flew later than Christina's elbow, which smacked Randee so squarely that it instantly tamed her. Standing dead on her feet for a heartbeat or two, Randee had no defense against Christina's slinging her across the ring, and it was everything the Battle Angel could do to keep from falling when she hit the ropes. She rebounded back, and before she could try to stop herself, she was nearly to Christina again.

[Weonna]

Getting a few hits into Randee felt refreshing for Christina, as it was nice to be on the offense for a change! Having backhand slapped the blonde and delivered that elbow, the Californian wanted to keep the flow going as she successfully Irish whips her to the other side of the ropes to rebound off. As she whipped, Randee Christina also moved and got herself in position. She patiently waited for Randee to return to her, and when she did, Christina was setting up for a Judo throw, to which the Japanese commentator yelled.

HARAI GOSHI!!!

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Sweeping her leg and using her hips to throw Randee to the floor, the impact can be heard as adding the blonde's momentum made the Harai Goshi much more potent as Randee was slammed hard!

"There we go!" Christina got up to her knees to start at Randee in her face only briefly before standing up and fixing her hair. The dark-haired woman would circle Randee like a hungry lioness playing with her pray, wondering what to do now. Meanwhile, the crowd was shouting at Randee to get back up, making Christina chuckle.

"Ok, Randee, now I'm done playing around. I think it's time to have my fun~" with a cold stare, Christina would attempt to stomp on Randee's stomach area as she wanted to force the blonde to her sides.

[rogue-kiss]

Randee had spent enough time in the ring that she could feel what was soon to happen to her. Skidding on her feet, she tried to slow before Christina could get her claws in her. But no, she realized too late, that was a bad decision! She should have tried to lower her shoulder or..

She got flicked over Christina's hip so hard that the rapid motion itself disoriented her even before she collided hard against the mat with a crunch. "AAAHH!" The impact left the ring reverberating, shaking, and left Randee slumped partially on her side with her head lolling toward the canvas.

Shit, she should not have made such a mess of that exchange when she had such a good chance. Her body remained totally rattled, but once the initial pain shock wore off while Christina spent time circling her, she started to try and respond to the crowd and coerce herself back into a position to defend herself. The blonde started to roll onto her back, get her hands up, and stop Christina from doing more.

Then she felt a familiar stomp on her stomach, one of her last opponent's favorite tactics. "Aaahaagh!" The only natural reaction was to curl up on her side to protect her stomach from more punishment.

Why did everyone want to step on her? She despised it!

[Weonna]

Christina can tell Randee didn't like being stomped, so she did it again and stomped her twice!

"Oh that's satisfying as hell!"

Now that Randee was on the floor, the audience was booing the Californian, which made Christina chuckled to herself as she relished in the boos. After stomping her opponent, the dark-haired woman began to grip Randee's hair to pull her up back to her feet before trapping her in a headlock. Being DDT'ed twice by Randee made Christina a little angry and wanted to even things out with the blonde.

"Here, Randee. Let me show you how to do a proper DDT!" Christina falls backward to drive the Battle Angel's face to the canvas with a vicious slam as the crowd gasped, seeing their idol taking a nasty blow! But Christina wasn't done yet. Once she slammed Randee's face in the DDT, she immediately attempted to trap her left arm with her leg and began to lock her hands around her chin to stretch out her neck and shoulder! This move is known as the Crossface and one of Christina's favorite moves!

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[rogue-kiss]

Much like Christina tripped some lever in the blonde, Randee's fist flew wildly into Christina's calf when the woman stomped on her again as some sort of reactionary defense mechanism. Thankfully her body was already tense and protected so the second one left her griping with a groan more than agonizing, but people literally walking on her time and again had her blood boiling.

But her blood could boil all it wished while she lay on the mat, doing much of nothing, and with all the stubbornness in her she started to rise.

Christina helped her up in a way that Randee despised. Triggered by the tug on her hair, she struck out at the dark-haired woman again with her fists, but her blows were wild and aimless, bumping against Christina's abs and thighs. "Off my..hair!" When she was shoved into the headlock, it tamed her for a second or two, but then she started swinging again to escape, but still only struck Christina's back and ass with her swings.

Then her head got buried against the canvas with a thunk, and she went limp in Christina's grasp with a soft moan.

The blonde's head rang worringly loudly for several seconds before the noise of the crowd and the gravity of her predicament rushed back to her, and by then, she already felt Christina's hands snaking under her chin, practically over her whole jaw and mouth, and her forearm disappearing between a pair of thick thighs. She gasped and started wriggling.

Then Christina pulled back on the crossface. "MMMMGH!"