Diana Accera/Angela Guillot - Reasons To Improve

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Her stand up game second to none, Diana was not without her moves on the ground. Such became apparent as she locked the furious fighter in, unknowingly to a move Angela apparently designated her own. Had Diana known, she would have likely thrown mockery towards it. But suddenly hoisted upwards, if slowly but surely, Diana tried as she might to make this figure she did not even know the name of pay for such a move. Wrenching down, seemingly trying to tear head from neck and shoulders, Diana practically roared the roof off the hall the two stood in, right before the Italian tried to prepare herself for an inevitable reprisal. Alas, she could only prepare so much.

Her coughs now filling the hall that had now grown a few spectators, Diana's hooking arm naturally switched to that of a light hairpull as all power in her figure for a moment disappeared, as the other tried to shove Angela from her abdomen. The drop had hurt like no other, but the agony of those persisting knees was something that turned the Italian's face into that of an utmost pained one.

[Devastated]

Angela was released from the Guillotine choke hold of Diana's and with it she felt that light hold on her platinum blonde hair. The French beauty though wasn't going to let Diana do whatever she wanted anymore. She would take a hold of that head of the woman's and pull it in under her armpit and wrap it tightly, trying to tighten her arm and put Diana in a Guillot-ine hold.

As she would use her other arm to wrap those legs of Diana's around her waist and then try to rise up to her feet. In a show of might she would try and hoist Diana Accera up into the air in a standing guillotine hold. Using her free arm to try and grab one of arms of Diana with her free arm and try to pull it into a hammerlock position. Before she'd try and drop down and drive Diana's rear down, tailbone first into the hard floor. Trying to hit Diana with her nastiest move, Le Grondement de la Haine! Looking to send a brutal painful feeling through out Diana's rear, spine and neck.

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Barely given a chance to catch herself, let alone press her gut out and grab that pesky air that had left her so, Diana found herself forced to move. Head yanked in a fashion not unlike the hold she had just tried to render Angela incapable in, Diana instead found focus on her frame being lifted in the guillotine hold as opposed to being choked, something she would have been grateful for, had the reasons for her forced rise being anything but nerve-racking.

Her legs too forced against her, hooked around the midriff of Angela against her will, Diana would curiously find her arm too reared into the mix. Diana had never being victim to such a move as this, with the default name 'The Barbie Crusher' if anything a clue to the fact. Diana was no barbie! And the moment her figure was fully locked in the hold, she opted to teach this French beauty said fact!

Forcibly yanking her right leg to the side, pulling it out and off the hip it had been nestled so tightly upon, Diana was able to pull her figure back just a inch or so as her foot came back to the floor. Distance enough to bring her non-wrenched arm into position, to push free of this hold before Angela could even consider dropping her!

[Devastated]

Angela held onto the woman as she had brought her up into the air, holding the busty raven haired beauty in that humiliation position as she just waited to drop the woman and put and end to her here and now. Of course she wouldn't be satisfied with hitting her with this move, no.... she would want to beat down on the woman far more, but that would come after!

Though, the French woman ran into some trouble as she found Diana fighting and struggling her grip, and managed to pull her leg off of the buxom French beauty's waist and down to the mat, she was making this position rather difficult, as now the impact of Angela's finisher wouldn't work. As such she would instead release the hold she had on Diana's head.

Aiming to instead grab at that head of black hair, those raven locks being used as reins as she would try and then slam her head forward right into Diana's nose. Then with the reflexes and speed of a cat, Angela would throw a quick punch with her other free hand up into Diana's tit, trying to leave a fist indentation in Diana's soft flesh with how hard she threw that punch.

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Diana was unbeknown to the fact she had burst from a move the French beauty often resorted to for ending her encounters, but she cared not. Had she have known, her efforts to burst free would have been all the more rambunctious, given she had little intention of taking a move Angela resorted to for sure-fire damage.

Bursting free, finding her feet with her hands similarly gripping Angela's own, Diana herself opted to respond to the headbutt by too forcing her head forward. Only, to slip it to her side as Angela's skull reigned in, narrowly avoiding a bell-ringing disaster!

Hands following and pulling, pressing those gorgeous frames together in a tight boxers clinch, Diana muttered under her breath as she felt the pull of a fist against her. Again unbeknown to the fact Angela had just attempted to end the fight here and now with a finishing attempt, Diana herself opted to employ a move that was most certainly high on her list of successful match ending manoeuvres. Pivoting her shoulder against Angela's bust as that strike found itself landing perhaps more askew than intended, Diana forced herself through the pain as her lowered arm came even lower. Grabbing a firm grasp of hip flesh, the Italian figure would roar loudly enough to fill the halls themselves, as she hoisted this figure she had yet to learn the name of straight upwards, onto her shoulders!

Her intent evidently not ending there, as she sought to push her foe up into a gorilla press, before bringing her right back down into her shoulder, in her somewhat promptly named Italian Spear!

[Devastated]

Angela growled out in annoyance, she was getting fed up with this raven haired bitch. The two figures soon met as they continued to struggle. Both of them ending up in a boxer clinch as the two busts of the rather shapely and well trained women met and push against one another. As fierce a struggle as between the mighty women. Though it looked as if it was the Italian woman's turn to start to set up something as she lowered herself so that her shoulder was right under the impressive rack of the French beauty.

The platinum blonde beauty then felt how Diana took a handful of her thigh and hip, yanking her upwards and heaving the beautiful French woman up into almost a fire (wo)man's carry. Where she held the black and purple clad woman until Angela felt how Diana's hands started to grab at her and lift her up into an attempt at a Gorilla body press.

The French woman wasn't about to allow this, she had no idea what Diana was planning but the woman whom she had not gotten the name of yet wouldn't be allowed to haul her up like this! She grabbed at Diana's arm by her chest and swatted and pushed it away, Releasing herself from the grasp of Diana and rolling to the side to get and drop behind Diana on her feet.

Quickly as she landed, she'd right herself and wrap her arms around Diana's neck. Trying to tighten and lock in a nasty rear-naked choke hold as her impressive bust would push against Diana's back and her groin would push tightly up against the raven haired beauty's rear.

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Angela didn't need to know the Italians moveset to know that there'd be no safe way of coming down from the gorilla press posture. No matter what she landed on, it would be done incredibly hard, in a fashion that likely left the rest of the sudden brawl utterly in Diana's favour. Even more so, given the Italian looked to drive her shoulder into Angela's gut as she came down, and damn near cut this girl in half.

Her grip disrupted by that hand pawing at her arm, Diana had knew the risks in attempting such a dominant lift on a opponent full of life, yet opted for it anyway. Now, she was paying the price, as Angela not only slid behind her frame, but gripped a hold of Diana before she could even muster a turn.

Her back perfectly moulding to the curves of Angela's front, Diana wasted no time in trying to fight back. Their fight seemingly as fierce as both women and then some, Diana would try to make Angela's back press against a wall even more tightly than her own back was pressed to the girls front; practically trying to make a crater in said wall!

[Devastated]

Neither woman looked to be willing to give the other even an inch, as they both slipped out of each other's deadly finisher without even knowing of the others repertoire. Now it was Angela's turn though, as she had slipped free from what would most likely had been a devastating move, only to lock in a hellishly tight sleeper hold on the slightly taller raven haired beauty. Trapping the Italian in what seemed to be an effective Sleeper hold, she held on tight and squeezed.

The shapely and well trained frames of the Italian and French beauty almost pressing so tightly to one another that it would almost seem like there were matching puzzle pieces. Though Diana didn't seem to want to be put to sleep and was quickly fighting against Angela's sleeper, as she started to back track and forced Angela's back to be rammed right into the wall, " Urhg..." Angela grunted out, but she refused to let her hold be weakened, she kept a tight lock on Diana's neck and head, as she would try and bring her right foot up off of the ground and start to stomp it against the back of Diana's knee, trying to force Diana down onto one knee.

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Diana had squashed the woman fiercely to the wall, but Angela's grip upon her neck was absolute. The way she was going, Diana felt she would have to knock out the French beauty here and now, as such would be the only way to save herself from that powerful choke. Considering her options as quickly as she could, given her cheeks were going a cute shade of strawberry, Diana found her position made all the worse as Angela forced her to lose the height advantage; the toned prize fighter now on a knee with her foe somewhat following to keep her front pressed.

The choke becoming unbearable and then some, Diana would attempt to use her newfound position to her advantage. Tilting not her upper body but her hips, she'd be able to suddenly rear her powerful right arm back, over and over into those now exposed tight abs of Angela; unrelenting in her assault, as Diana seemed to not only aim to break free, but damn near bust the fierce fighters gut!

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" Guurgh!" Angela grunted out as Diana drove her elbow straight into Angela's abs, causing the beautiful platinum blonde woman to grunt out and loosen her grip on the woman's neck. The Italian then sent another, and another elbow back and soon enough Angela was forced to release that neck and cough out.

She was more angry and hurt....though she was pretty hurt by those nasty blows. This raven haired bitch was tougher than she had thought, but she was determined to put and end to this cocky cunt. Raising her arms up into the air, Angela would try and clasp them together and aim to drive her fists down into the upper exposed back of Diana. Trying to drive a double axe-handle blow straight down in between Diana's shoulder-blades!

If she could drive Diana down onto her front on the floor, Angela would drop down on top of the woman, attempting to straddle her back and grab a handful of black hair, while panting and coughing out.