VIP vs Grace Kenning - LAW Apex Qualifer

[Fairy Dragon]

Grace had Vanessa helplessly draped over her knee, even more impressive was that she was speechless. No words to throw back at Grace's face or some evil look, Grace was in full control and going to use it. If Vanessa refused to learn that her actions had consequences Grace would simply be the thing she learned to fear, starting by crushing her anyway she could. Grace would throw her fist down on Vanessa's belly to work her core down and crush the midsection.

Though she had room to gloat, Grace was simply focused on the attack and instead of a taunt or call for surrender, Grace just kept on attacking. Throwing a few more punches Grace would target Vanessa's belly with a few more punches while balancing her on her knees so she couldn't go anywhere, wanting to see her body heave until it wasn't able to take anymore so Grace could finally put this match to rest.

[Dubski]

Vanessa laid helplessly over Grace's knee, groaning in pain. Any attempts to get up were met with a sharp pain in her spine that had kept her compliant to Grace's will. And then, she felt the fist on her stomach and her body curled up, gasping and coughing loudly before flopping back limp. And then, a few more punches came, getting less of a bombastic reaction as she wheezed and her body was in such pain that she was barely able to control herself as she remained on Grace's knee.

She was in such agony. Unable to catch her breath as her lungs burned, her spine having a sharp pain to it, and her toned stomach was now in knots, beaten into submission. VIP couldn't do anything but cough as she trembled, eyes closed tight as she couldn't even vocalize her objection now.

[Fairy Dragon]

This was a hard hitting series of punches just to stop Vanessa from getting back up, but the way Vanessa writhed from them told her that they worked, she was struggling to take every hit and coughing from the pain. Going limp and reacting less and less to each hit as her body grew numb to the pain she was being subjected to, Grace could tell that she had reached a point where Vanessa was close to being finished off. She didn't want to drag this out if she was unable to go on, and after the last punch she would hold VIP and start to bring her back up to her feet, so she could try to hold her up and grab her head.

Dropping down Grace would try to tie the whole moveset together by holding her head and leg before dropping Vanessa down headfirst into the mat. It wouldn't be easy considering how exhausted she was but she knew that with a move like this Vanessa would be stunned, and hopefully would be close to finished. She knew she had to put her on the rack, and Vanessa had to be reaching her breaking point after all this.

[Dubski]

Vanessa was having an extremely hard time now as her stomach was being pelted with hard fists and she helplessly laid over Grace's knee. Were she not spending more effort trying to suck in breath into her lungs, she would be spending it trying to curse out her stronger opponent. She was eventually scraped off of Kenning's knee and pulled to her feet, limply flopping about until she was grabbed by her head and then the leg.

And then shortly after, VIP was sent directly onto her head, bouncing once as she curled up in pain, groaning out loudly. She only twitched slightly from the pain of it all as she continued to try and suck in breaths. Price was in an awful way, trying to cope with her situation. Fighting back like this wouldn't work--not against the powerful Grace Kenning. She had to wait for the right moment, and she needed to outsmart Grace. She knew she had to be smarter than Kenning; she would make it happen. Vanessa just needed one opportunity to open up for her.

[Fairy Dragon]

Another painful slam, Grace had put Vanessa through so much that her cocky image was gone. Now was just a beaten down fighter who looked desperate for some way out, just like she wanted from her when she started this match. Nothing could sum up Grace's desires more than seeing people like VIP put through this and cracking completely. Still she wasn't someone who tried to drag out a beating, Vanessa looked finished and Grace knew that meant one thing. It was finally time to end the match and put Vanessa where she belonged.

"No one deserves to be humiliated like this...so I'll make it quick." Grace said, grabbing VIP's limbs and lifting her up enough to drag close to the torture rack. Once she was close Grace would slowly pull her beaten foe up and take her arms to pull up and strap into the rack, once those were on and the match would be won...with VIP being forced to feel the fear of being at someone else's mercy.

[Dubski]

Vanessa was being ragdolled by Grace Kenning now, simply limp in her strong grasp. Her body throbbed in pain as she struggled, meekly trying to break away from her opponent. But soon, she realized exactly what was happening. Grace was ready to end this match and put her on the torture rack, making Vanessa's eyes go wide in sudden shock. She gasped as she was thrown onto the rack. Vanessa needed to act now. She needed to pull together whatever she had in her to fight back somehow.

As she felt her arm being grabbed, VIP started to squirm and wriggle away, groaning in pain as she did so. Eventually, she was able to start sliding back towards the opposite side of the torture rack. "Don't... you...!" exclaimed Price in the struggle, trying desperately to get Kenning locked up. And then, suddenly, she was able to kick both legs up and wrap them around Grace's arm as she slipped off the torture rack while simultaneously locking in an arm bar, holding on for dear life and letting gravity take the rest of it as she hung upside-down off the edge of the torture rack, aiming to tear at her powerful opponent's arm at the same time!

[Fairy Dragon]

Grace dragged Vanessa over to the torture rack, pulling her up even whens he was trying to resist her. She was too ragdolled and worn down to get away from her, which made Grace feel comfortable going for the finish. In desperation Vanessa managed to pull something off that she couldn't have imagined whens he slipped out and actually went around the torture rack slipping through and grabbing her arm before using it to pull her towards the floor and lock in an arm bar forcing her arm down and bending over the rack itself.

"Nggh! Aahhggg!" Grace screamed feeling her arm and shoulder suffering for VIP's desperate submission hold. She had to work from an angle to try and pull herself up but even if she could do that she had to counter Vanessa's weight and gravity which was making her body lean on the rack and cause her further pain. Grace pulled to free herself and used her other arm to try and push her way to freedom but nothing could free her right now and Grace's screams of pain continued while she was trapped in this impossible situation.

[Dubski]

Price was currently dangling off the edge of the torture rack as she kept a strong hold on the armbar, using her body weight to torque it. It seemed incredibly effective as Grace was unable to pull back or release herself from it. VIP's desperate hold was more successful than she could have imagined, just trying to take away some of the power of Kenning. All Vanessa had to do was hold on tight and let it continue to tear at her arm and shoulder and she'd be doing more damage than possible.

Eventually, she couldn't hold on any longer and released Grace's arm, falling back onto the mat, panting and letting out groans of pain. She still hadn't recovered properly, but this had at least helped and debilitated Grace quite a bit. She wasn't done though. Forcing herself to her feet in another desperate move, she grabbed hold of Kenning's arm and folded it over the edge of the torture rack again. Then, with a yell, she would attempt to throw her elbow down hard onto Grace's shoulder, hoping to bash it repeatedly and further injure it. She didn't want Grace to be able to use that weapon again, and she'd do whatever she could to make it happen now!

[Fairy Dragon]

The pain seemed to increase the longer her arm was trapped by Vanessa's hold. It was just a desperate escape measure but it had worked out all the same, with Grace unable to free herself and feeling her arm go numb before VIP finally let her go. Once she was free Grace fell back to the floor and laid against the rack while her working arm was around her hurting one. She thought Vanessa was going to stay back, but Vanessa seemed to be doing anything knowing she was on her last legs, grabbing Grace's arm and pulling it away from her before pushing it against the rack.

"Gnngh! No, stop!" Grace said through a strained voice, but of course Vanessa didn't listen trapping her arm before she would start to target her shoulder with her elbow. Striking her arm over and over again to wear out her shoulder and break her down. "Gnnaaaaagg!" Grace screamed, one loud repeated scream through the elbow bashing her shoulder was taking while she tried to free herself or grab Vanessa to make her stop.

[Dubski]

Vanessa I. Price had repeatedly tried to bash the shoulder of Grace, trying to break down her powerful arm and make it utterly worthless before she finally held onto it tight, hugging it as she panted and gasped in pain. She was still beating the utter thrashing that Kenning had given her, and she certainly hadn't forgotten it. Gritting her teeth and utterly seething, Vanessa shouted. "How pious you are... You wouldn't show me the same mercy and you know it!"

Price was starting to calm, her adrenaline running out and the pain coming back in waves. She sucked in a breath and shook her head. "No... you'll get no mercy from me either!" yelled Price. The fashionista would then grab hold of Grace's good arm and straddle over the top of her and try to pull her arm close to one of the torture rack's straps, taking the moment to elbow Grace in the head a few times in the process, trying to lock in her good arm onto that strap so she could keep her stationary!