Alyssa Monroe Vs. Monica Jackson

[Devastated]

Alyssa's legs managed to catch a hold of Monica's head and with it she yanked the purple haired fighter's head, yanking the lovely Monica off of her and trapping her in a nasty headscissor. Quickly the blonde started to squeeze that head tightly with her lean but deadly legs, she had one aim and that was to start paying Monica back for the painful hold and the humiliating words.

For that reason the British Brute smirked as she finally managed to free herself and with it started form an idea, from the words of Monica. She knew exactly how she wanted to finish this bitch off now. For that reason she would squeeze tighter upon that nogging of Monica's.

She needed to weaken her opponent, to make sure that she could continue crushing her. Propping her torso and with it she would prop herself up with one arm. So that she could try and take her other arm and try and swing it, right at Monica's chest, trying to pound one of those generous tits of Monica's.

[RJD]

Monica couldn't hold back the pained grumbles and whines that were releasing themselves periodically from her lips as she was locked in a heinous scissor hold, her head being harshly constricted by the rough brat. The purple haired wrestler could feel the level of pain only possible when a hold was fuelled with pure rage, and while she herself was trying to keep it moreso in check the reformed wrestler knew deep down that the sentiment was shared.

Trapped in the scissors Monica couldn't do much other than dart her attention from one limb to the other, looking desperately for an escape route while trying to focus despite the immense pain being applied to her head. In her state Monica had other things to worry about than the fact that Alyssa was sitting herself up, the woman's thighs helped Alyssa hide her intention, and so the reformed wrestler was taken completely off guard when one of her breasts was suddenly pelted with a closed fist, the controlling bitch packing enough strength and momentum behind it that it was more of a hook than a punch or jab. Monica naturally would let out a fairly loud and feminine whine in response, before clear irritation rivalling that of Alyssa would be seen on her face.

Deciding that this brat really deserved the worst ass kicking she could give Monica would momentarily put her reformation on hold, as she tried to place both her hands on the mat for leverage before trying to pull herself onto her front or side, rolling to the side in the process. Then Monica would try to grasp the British brute's foot before raising her other arm and harshly slamming her elbow directly into her opponent's ankle.

[Devastated]

Alyssa's fist buried deep into her currently hated rival's slightly more generous pair of breasts, the fist digging into the mound and cracking it like a meteor cracked the ground, leaving a momentary crater in that breast before it started to gain back it's previous luster. The irrition and frustration of both of these young ladies were clear for the entire audience, they knew already that there was no love lost between them, there was barely any hint of respect for the other....except for the fact that they seemed to know that they each packed a punch and had a nasty ground game.

It wasn't before Monica started to struggle and turn and twist in her grasp that Alyssa would wince out and growl like an angry guard dog. Suddenly Monica twisted around enough to drive down that elbow right down on Alyssa's ankle and with it forcing the blonde to gasp out loudly in pain. The Brutish Brawler would quickly unlatch her legs from the purple haired girl and quickly roll away, her hands shooting down for her ankle as she'd hold the limb in pain.

" Grrgh...dirty..skank..." Alyssa grunted out through pained moans as he would start to push herself up, slowly using the ropes and the cage wall to help herself get up to her feet. Keeping her eyes at Monica Jacksson during the duration of her rise. Glaring daggers at the fellow lightweight.

[RJD]

For a little while minor panic would set in for Monica as the brutal blonde kept her on the canvas, to call her ground game nasty would be one hell of an understatement, the amount of pressure she applied when in control was almost unbelievable. Luckily though the purple haired wrestler herself wasn't particularly lacking when it came to rolling around the canvas and clawing for control, and with one precise and evidently painful elbow strike she managed to persuade Alyssa into releasing her and rolling to the side.

Naturally both women were quick to get onto their feet, neither too eager to see what the other would do if they managed to take the top position in a mat bound grapple. Alyssa's insult didn't go unnoticed, but rather than fuel a retort from Monica it would just inspire the woman to tap into her anger further to gather more power.

Monica had almost certainly taken more than she had given though, and was eager to catch up to her foe. Quickly prancing over to the standing bitch, Monica would attempt to turn her body as she threw a sharp kick towards the other woman's side, Monica practically spinning with the momentum as she let her weight carry her into a strong strike. The purple haired wrestler hoping that she would land successfully, as she was already agitated and shamed enough for letting Alyssa give her such a hard time to begin with.

[Devastated]

Neither of them wished to stay down for very long, both fighters scrambling up towards their feet as they would glare over at one another. Panting breath escaped the mouth of the blonde combatant, she shook her head a little and brought her hand towards her face, with her thumb pointed upwards she would drag it across the top of her nose, wiping away a drop of sweat.

This woman in front of her was anything but an easy opponent, she certainly didn't fight like a wrestler. Alyssa was at least interested in that, and in wanting to smash that pretty face into pieces. After all, Monica was a condescending bitch of an opponent who deserved to get put in her place. The blonde would narrow her eyes, take a deep breath and brace herself. As she saw Monica come at her, that purple haired woman's leg coming towards her.

Alyssa would stand firm, legs wide spread on the mat as she took that kick straight to her side. She recoiled, and grunted...the main was intense, but she wasn't about to back down. Her arms would quickly try and tighten around that leg of Monica's. One hand wrapped around the leg as the other would grab at Monica's inner thigh, a nice sweaty fleshy bit to grab tight with her hand, as she would try and lift Monica up a bit and then yank her as the Brutish Brawler would try and swing Monica around, aiming to toss her back first into the steel cage wall behind the blonde.

[RJD]

Alyssa and Monica stared each other down, taking a moment to compare their damage, before deciding how they would make the other suffer. The purple haired lightweight was panting slightly, but the bigger issue was the pain in her joints and back, that blonde bitch sure did know how to torture a body.

Though Monica wasn't exactly ignorant in inflicting pain either. Which was made clear asshe rushed forward and launched her foot upwards directly into
The woman's side, earning the expected response of grunting and cringing. However, from behind the predictable hid the unpredictable, unveiling itself as an unwanted truth for Monica when Alyssa took a handful of the reformed wrestler's thick inner thigh.

Before Monica could even accuse Alyssa of perversion for her choice location to grab, the blonde would yank her directly off the canvas, and then swiftly but brutally the steel cage behind.

" aughhhh! Fucking bitch! " Monica would cuss in agony as she slumped into the cage wall slightly, back bending and wriggling in natural response to the seething pain. The agonized lightweight wanted to drive the top of her skull into Alyssa's aggravating face, but it would take a monster to move immediately after having such pain inflicted upon them, and despite their unfathomable hate and desire to make the other scream, Alyssa and Monica were not monsters.

[Devastated]

Alyssa coughed out after she swung around, pulling Monica off of her standing foot and straight into the cage wall, it came with the sound of thunder, a rattling like lighting as the crowd popped! The cage had made it's long awaited mark in this match, it was almost as these two hateful women had forgotten about it, solely focusing on trying to tear each other apart with nothing but their fists and skills.

It almost felt as if she was backing down, resorting to the cage like this. Yet, Alyssa was for more concerned with hurting Monica right now, than acting prideful! Pride was pointless if you ended up losing because of it! She threw Monica into the cage wall and backed up a step, slumping forward and coughing after that kick to the side.

Spluttered out a bit of spittle from her mouth as she would bring her right arm up to wipe it away. Glaring green eyes kept on her purple haired enemy. She had to strike. Waiting for the slightest bit of movement from the woman, before she'd try and send a kick of her own. This one a front kick, aimed right at that taut as hell tummy. Trying to pierce those defensive walls that was Monica's abs and get the woman to relinquish the air she'd kept inside.

[RJD]

Monica couldn't resent her opponent for using the cage as a weapon, after all, it was simply the smart thing to do. Of course though the reformed wrestler resented her opponent for committing the crime by simply breathing in her ring while maintaining such a bratty attitude though, which the punishment for was yet to be decided, but it would certainly hurt. The pure seething hate visible in the purple haired wrestler's vicious eyes would be ever present as she peered up at the source of her rage, unfortunately way to pained to drive a fist into her face like Monica desired.

Instead Monica would settle for growling as she slowly stood up fully, using the cage for support. Then of course Alyssa tried to press her advantage further, but the reformed wrestler already knew something would be coming her way, and fully intended to dodge it and bash Alyssa's face in with whatever part of her body just happened to be closest. Unfortunately though Monica overestimated her own toughness slightly, as she would be too slow after that brutal cage utilising attack, resulting in Monica eating the front kick into her smooth stomach and solid abs, causing both a little bit of spittle and a satisfyingly vulnerable sounding cry to escape Monica's lips as she crumbled down onto one knee, currently unable to stop Alyssa's momentum as she continued to pressure forward.

For now the best Monica could do would be to conserve her anger and focus on survival, coming out of this exchange as close to her peak physical condition as possible, so she could have a hope of beating down Alyssa. The reformed wrestler didn't only want to win, she wanted to crush and embarrass the brat, and to do that she would need to have the energy and strength needed to do so.

[Devastated]

Alyssa's quick tactics had allowed the blonde to toss Monica straight into the cage wall and with it she watched the purple haired woman slump down against the cage wall. Alyssa groaned out and rubbed her side a little, Monica's kick hurt...a lot, but she wasn't going to let that slow her down. When Monica moved up towards her feet, she was quickly met with a brutal kick from the blond.

Hitting Monica right in her abs, and watching the bustier lightweight double over and cough out like she did. Alyssa wouldn't waste a beat, quickly she'd step forward and attempt to throw an upwards hook, an uppercut aimed right for Monica's chin. Trying to knock the doubled over Monica off of her feet and back into the cage wall again. Hoping to down Monica on her butt with her back against the wall...

Only so that the Brutish Brawler could take a step back and then throw a brutal kick forward into Monica's chest! She had no desire but destroy and bring Monica down, and she was going to do that with every fiber of her being.

[RJD]

Monica knew she was in a bad spot and should definitely move, but it was hard to suppress her pain from the last move enough to do so. While she was doubled over the purple haired wrestler would receive an uppercut right to the chin, earning a gutleral cry which probably satisfied her sadistic foe somewhat.

With each proceeding hit Monica was getting more pained and groggy, to the point where it was taking genuine effort to continue on. The lightweight didn't want to lose to such a bitch, and she wouldn't allow herself to be put in a situation where she wouldn't be able to turn things around. As Monica sat against the cage wall she watched her opponent closely, waiting for the exact right time to move, putting all her willpower into staying focused for this one moment despite her chin feeling displaced and her abs seething.

Then right as Alyssa thrusted her leg forward to pummel Monica's chest the slightly less bitchy wrestler would frantically throw herself to the side, pushing off the canvas and tumbling somewhat uncontrollably to the side. Though regardless of how ungraceful Monica's evasion was, it would all be worth it as soon as she could hear Alyssa's reaction to her kick being met with nothing but cage.

Monica didn't have the strength to turn things around, but with a little help from the environment her opponent herself had previously relied on, perhaps Monica could turn things around.