Styles Clash: Amyra Shere vs Tess Jones

[Bare]

It was ugly, imperfect and far from any point where Amyra SHOULD be trying to use it, but Amyra had managed to lock in the figure four to success in causing pain onto her opponent. 'Mom will get on my case for using a move I haven't mastered... but screw it!' Amyra thought to herself with a grin as she watch as her opponent writhed and thrashed in pain... but she was fighting it, struggling as much as possible and making Amyra growl in effort.

'No! she could win with this she knew it! She just needed a bit longer!' Thats what Amyra thought to herself as she sat up as much as possible to lean over towards her opponent, keeping herself braced with one hand while the other came around to slap Tess across the face! "If you want it to end... then tap!" Amyra demanded, desperate to try and get the win!

[Herotica]

Fighting back Tess had managed to work herself into a position were the leg lock was bearable, though barely, through gritted teeth she looked hard at Amyra, letting her now she was not broken yet.

Then the slap came, out of nowhere, her cheeks flushed red at the disrespect and her eyes lit up.

"How fucking dare you! You little hussy..."

Enraged she struck back, slapping Amyra roughly across the face with no intent of mercy or restraint.

[Bare]

In all honesty Amyra didn't fully understand why she decided to go with a slap across her opponent's face to continue things... She just did and hoped it would be enough.

Unfortunately however it seemed that it would have the opposite effect as the girl got mad and reacted back with a slap of her own across Amyra's face!

"Agh!" Amyra cried out in pain, before growling and clenching her fist for a moment as she glared right back at the blonde. "Who you calling hussy bitch?!" Amyra demanded rhetorically as she swung her arm back out for another slap right back at Tess!

[Herotica]

The leg lock softened as the two fighter's focus changed to the slapping match, Tess's harsh, anger filled strike only angered Amyra more and the exchange quickly grew stronger and louder.

Tess provided the girl with another face slap that made quite the noise, despite her reddening cheek she managed a smile.

"About time someone spanked you, you filthy brat, if you can't wrestle, then we can make this a slap fight if that's all you can handle"

Her smile grew in smugness, Tess was started to get excited with by the thought of giving this girl a good lesson in manners.

[Bare]

Amyra huffed and panted softly as she slapped and hit at Tess furiously in a fierce exchange between the two. Despite the fact that the hold was gradually becoming weaker and weaker Amyra didn't care, focused solely on trying to overwhelm her opponent! "Grrr shut up! I can out wrestle AND out slap you any day of the week!" Amyra fired back to her opponent's words, but despite her come back Amyra's slaps were starting to get weaker and slower, her eyes becoming fuzzy and if Tess landed one more good hit then she'd for sure fall back and in the process undo the hold!

[Herotica]

Tess's cheek stung, as did her pride, the only thing helping her fight a growing urge to submit was a look of fading strength in Amyra's eyes. She just had to outlast her opponent, and then she would finally claim victory.

She breathed in and used up a portion of her dwindling strength.

"Get.. the hell.. off.. me!"

She shouted through bated breath, throwing out a final and though weakened, still impactful slap, straight across Amyra's face.

[Bare]

Amyra panted and moaned softly, her eyes going in and out of focus from the repeated slaps to her face as her elbows wobbled about for a moment, hesitating as she tried and failed to focus on sending another slap to her foe....

As such allowing the blonde to beat her to the hit, giving Amyra another slap across the face that forced Amyra onto her back, her legs coming loose from Tess's own in the process as Amyra looked up at the lights with a dazed expression on her face.

[Herotica]

Watching the effect of her final slap, Tess managed a weak smile as she watched Amyra slump, releasing her legs from the painful hold.

Weak but still moving, Tess slid over, rolling Amyra onto her face then mounting her back, intending to stretch her painfully.

"Time for revenge"

She whispered quietly to her dazed opponent.