Felicity Elliot vs. Erin Quinn

[Noob]

Erin squeezed her arms tightly around Felicity's neck and would refuse to let go. Either the woman would give in or pass out. Those were the two options. "What's a mater? You were so damn talkative a little while ago? Erin got yer tongue?" The redhead continued to taunt as she attempted to squeeze the rest of the fight out of her opponent. From the expression on Felicity's face, her strategy seemed to be working. Now all the Irish brawler had to do was hold on just a bit longer and her opponent would be in for quite a cat nap.

Perhaps Felicity's struggles had produced some results or perhaps Erin had become lax about her positioning, but soon the smaller wrestler was able to grasp the ropes. "Huh? Ah damn it! Ugh..." The redhead groaned. She was temped to return her foe's favor from earlier and keep holding on for a good few moments longer but she ultimately decided to let go of Felicity when the referee came over. "Whatever...I'll catch ya again. And then lights out." Erin said wit ha chuckle. She was now determined to win this through a knockout.

Erin eventually let go and would back away from her opponent. Motivated to really kick some ass now she'd bounces slightly in place. "Alrighty. C'mon let's go. Ready when you are." She said, her eyes locked on her target. "Stay there for much longer and I'll put ya there permanently." Erin teased.

[Luncha_Libre]

Felicity’s eyes were wide and brimming with tears until she managed to get hold of the ropes. The save couldn’t have come a moment sooner for Felicity, who knew all too well that Erin was about to send her into dreamland. Erin didn’t let go immediately, however, rubbing in her control over The Black Cat, making her feel even more powerless in the moments until the ref showed up and gave Felicity a bit of relief.

“Uuuhn,” Felicity moaned, “not fair!” The second Erin did let go, Felicity collapsed against the ropes and relied on them to support her body while she wanted nothing more than to just collapse to the mat. After all of the smack talk and boasting the Black Cat had been doing, she was not liking being on the defensive! Felicity looked back at Erin in a panic, knowing full well that Erin was in position to make good on her promise and knock the Cat out at any moment!

Felicity’s mind raced, while the fans around them cheered for the Irish woman to take the fight to the cheating cat yet again! Felicity looked Erin up and down, biting her lip. Fear was clear in Felicity’s eyes, as if she knew she was severely outclassed. Felicity’s arm remained propped up on the ring rope, her hourglass figure threatening to collapse to the canvas at any moment. Meanwhile, Felicity’s other arm waved in front of Erin, silently pleading for mercy!

[Noob]

Despite a few rough patches here and there, Erin still had plenty of fight left in her and was eager to expend her energy. Most of it, she hoped, would be used to just toss Felicity around the ring until either her body gave out or she passed out. Unfortunately that would have to wait until her opponent got up from the ropes. It was only fair after all to let her get back up before pounding her down. "Come on already. You got five more seconds." An impatient Erin announced as she bounced up and down on her feet. Now back on top of her game, she was feeling quite invigorated. Perhaps a match against a cat wasn't the worst thing in the world for her after all.

It wasn't much longer before Felicity was on her feet. She was however still clinging to the ropes. But she was on her feet nevertheless and Erin was about to go back on the offensive before seeing her foe waving her arm out in front of her. She found it a bit odd considering how tough she was talking earlier but the Irish brawler would take the gesture more or less at face value. "R...really? That's it? The hell?" The redhead whined. While she wanted nothing more than to have another go at Felicity, she didn't exactly take any joy in beating down a helpless opponent. "Oh come on...ya can't pull that shit and then just give up!" The woman yelled, more frustrated than angry at this point.

With Felicity seemingly no longer up to fight, Erin didn't really know what to do. She glanced at the referee and then back at her opponent as it didn't seem the match had ended. "Ughhh...I'm not just letting ya get off easy." The redhead whined as she walked back to the center of the ring. Reaching the center she placed a hand on her hip and faced Felicity. "If ya tell everyone that I'm a big red lion just like I told ya before, I'll let ya go...oh and add you're just a scaredy cat that can't hope to face me." She added with a smile. It was far from the best or even most mature request but the redhead was just trying to have a bit of fun with it. And she had a feeling Felicity didn't exactly want to admit to any of that.

[Luncha_Libre]

Dread was starting to fill Felicity’s heart as she heard the pounding of Erin’s boots on the mat. The redhead brawler was clearly angry now and having no more of Felicity’s shenanigans. “Why do people get so mad at little old me?” Felicity whimpered, even as Erin was berating her for trying to wave her away. It was clear now that only one of the women in this ring had any fight left in her, and it certainly wasn’t the Black Cat!

“J-just …” Felicity panted, “a few more minutes!” Felicity’s voice was pitiful, practically pleading with Erin to give her time to rest. The crowd’s voices started to rise, realizing that there was simply no way the Irish lass was going to let that happen. Felicity had run out of tricks, and now she was going to pay! The fans’ joy fed into Felicity’s dread, as her eyes widened at the approaching Erin, the realization of just how screwed she really was dawning on her!

“Wh-what?” Felicity said. “No way! That’s … that’s humiliating!” Felicity shook her head vigorously, white hair flipping side to side as she did so. The fans started a rhythmic clap, liking what they were seeing. Erin’s stance was confident, clearly no longer feeling threatened by The Black Cat, or anything she might throw at her. Looking around the arena, Felicity took it all in, not sure what she could do from here.

“I-I …” Felicity reluctantly approached the center of the ring, arms extended defensively. She was still shaking her head in wimpy protest, cheeks blushing red. “C’mon, Erin, I was just having some fun with you! You had fun, right? Come on …” Felicity put a little extra pout in her voice, her mind clearly racing. She stalked toward Erin cautiously, looking ready to run. Right up until she got close enough to go for a blatant cheap shot. Felicity reached out, trying to aim a clumsy chop at Erin’s chest. Of course, by now, the redhead would likely see such a move coming a mile away, and Felicity didn’t have the energy to focus on form like she should have, but the Black Cat had to try something!

[Noob]

With Felicity pitifully pouting, Erin was feeling quite confident with her situation. She wasn't generally one to make requests but after her foe's antics she figured a little extra teasing was in order. It seemed as tired out as Felicity was though, she still refused to comply with Erin's request. It wouldn't be long before the redhead lost patience with her. "I KNOW. That's the point right? Ya took a few jabs at me, ya lost, and now I get to do the same to you." She explained. As far as she was concerned she was being fairly nice regarding her treatment of her now rather bothersome opponent.

"Well if you ain't gonna do it and ya ain't gonna give up...then I kinda have to beat ya some more I guess." Erin said as she watched Felicity approach her. She was honestly surprised the woman hadn't taken her offer yet. She looked on with a raised eyebrow, figuring her foe must be up to something at this point. She had played dirty before so there was no reason to doubt she'd do it again. This time she was ready for it though and would keep herself ready for anything she deemed might be particularly detrimental to her standing.

Fortunately it appeared Felicity was out of juice. She aimed a chop at Erin's chest which was dodged rather simply. The redhead took a step back and let herself take a glancing smack to her bust, wincing slightly. "Well guess it's time to see how many lives the cat has left!" Erin exclaimed as she reached forward to grab Felicity's wrist. The redhead would try to pull her forward before getting behind the tired wrestler. If she got into position her arms would wrap around the other wrestler's waist and squeeze tightly. "Alright. Wanna get tossed or...or...well I guess only have one choice." The redhead said as she found herself unable to think of an alternative. Instead she'd lean back and try to toss Felicity over her shoulders and onto the floor.

[Luncha_Libre]

Felicity winced as the wild Irish woman yelled at her. The pitiful state she was in would only be highlighted by Erin dressing her down, explaining the situation on no uncertain, and certainly some very dominant terms. Meanwhile, all the Black Cat could manage was to deliver one very weak, very half-hearted chop, betraying how little fight was left in her body as Erin dodged it with ease!

As Felicity tried to reel back for another chop, Erin moved into the attack. With a quick jerk, Erin grabbed Felicity’s wrist and took control of it. “AAH!” Felicity squealed in wide-eyed terror as she was yanked forward. Felicity was in a state of wide-eyed panic as Erin took her around the waist, and assumed full control of her weakened body. “HHHNNGGH!” Felicity let out a wild, involuntary moan as Erin’s arm squeezed her soft belly, compacting the thin woman tight. “NNngh, no! C’mon, gimme a break, huh?” However, before she knew it, Erin was tossing Felicity end over end. The Black Cat was flipped end over end, white hair flailing wildly as her body whipped over Erin’s hip and was sent hurtling indignantly to the mat!

“AAOW!” Felicity cried out, her ass hitting the canvas with a smack. “Ooowwieeeee~!” Felicity let out a loud, long whimper, moving both hands to her lower back to massage herself. She winced, biting her lip in pain. “C-c’mon, Little Red Kitten, why are you so mad?” Looking up, however, it seemed as if Felicity was already realizing the error of her words as they left her mouth. “U-ulp!” Felicity gasped, taking a loud swallow. “I-I mean, I mean …”

Then, shifting backward, Felicity changed tactics. The fans laughed as they saw the once haughty, dishonest wrestler bend her legs around, getting on her hands and knees in front of the Irish brawler. “C’mon, Erin! Sweetie! Please, y-you don’t wanna do this, right?” Felicity placed her hands together, palms flat against each other, as if she were even praying to the righteously indignant Irish fighter. The fans cheered loudly, waiting to see how Erin would respond to having the trembling Felicity, literally groveling before her!

[Noob]

Erin couldn't help but flash a grin as she tossed Felicity right onto her ass. The impact sent a loud thud echoing throughout the arena which only brought more joy to Erin's expression. Her rather large smile soon flipped though as she heard Felicity once again open her mouth. "Ugh...You REALLY want a beating don't ya?" She asked, now taking a deep breath to try and keep any emotions in check. Had her opponent continued, they would have likely received a rather hard hit to the face. However at the very least Felicity seemed to realize that she had misspoke and for the moment was safe.

"You know...you could always just say the words and I won't plant ya face first into the mat." The redhead commented, wondering now why her opponent was so intent on doing anything but what she was supposed to. Perhaps she still thought she could win, a sentiment Erin appreciated but would nonetheless have to try and knock out of the woman. And so as Felicity pleaded in front of her, the redhead chose to ignore it and instead took a deep breath to gather her strength before grabbing her foe by the shoulders and start to pull her up.

"Last chance! Ya got five seconds." The Irish brawler commented as she set her opponent up, trying to keep her doubled over. It would take a few moments but Erin planned to lift Felicity onto her shoulders and set her up for a powerbomb. She would have until then to comply with Erin's previous demands or figure a way out. Anything less than that would result in her once again being tossed down to the floor, this time with all the force Erin could muster.

[Luncha_Libre]

“No!” Felicity cried out, at Erin’s threats. “No, I really, really don’t!” The white-haired cat girl was shaking her head violently, eyes wide and streaming tears by now. “C’mon, Erin, would an I’m sorry help?” By now, Felicity was losing all composure. The Irish lass seemed to be operating on another level now, one that Felicity didn’t have a prayer of keeping up with!

Felicity squirmed when Erin repeated her offer to ‘say the words.’ The indignity of it all was ghastly to Felicity, the absolute abandonment of her pride and dignity, just to save her cute ass? Really? Surely, a good girl like Erin wouldn’t stoop so low, would she? Felicity shook her head violently in protest, but it really didn’t matter. Erin was clearly done asking nicely.

“AAAAH!” Felicity wailed as she was hoisted up into the air, to sit on Erin’s shoulders. “H-how are you doing this?” Felicity gasped, shocked at the strength of the Irish brawler. “Oh my god! I … Oh, God! I’m so … high!” Felicity looked around in horror, seeing the mat that seemed like a world away. She looked down on Erin’s quivering, toned body, realizing the power the Irish lass had to simply splatter The Black Cat against the canvas. Finally, Felicity realized the reality of the situation, and something in her just broke.

“Th-this woman …” Felicity stammered, “She’s a big red lion! A-a lion! And I …” Felicity gulped, dramatically. “I’m a scaredy cat!” The words were humiliating, but Felicity had no choice! “I’m a scaredy cat and I’m scared of Erin! Totally scared … I’m a huge pusssyyyyy!!!” Felicity gave up on all pretense, thighs clenching around Erin’s neck as she plead for her very life against the Irish brawler!

[Noob]

By this point Erin had had enough of Felicity and was ready to get the woman well acquainted with the ground. Lifting her up, the redhead didn't expect her opponent to take her up on her offer after already refusing before. Fully expecting to destroy her opponent, Erin lifted Felicity up onto her shoulders. Then the unexpected came. Felicity actually gave in to Erin's demands. She even added some extra lines. The redhead raised an eyebrow and glanced up. "R...Really? You chose NOW for this?" She asked, a bit annoyed at the whole situation.

A girl of her word, Erin wanted to let Felicity down. Currently she was balancing the woman on her shoulders which was taking a toll on her. "Nnnng...ok...ok gimme a second." The redhead groaned as she tried to think of the best course of action. Putting people down gently wasn't Erin's forte after all. She would stumble towards the ropes before giving her foe a light toss against them, hoping that would both lessen the impact and let the cat themed wrestler land on her feet.

"Ugh...geez." Erin sighed in relief once all was said and done. She'd wipe a few drops of sweat from her head before looking back at the referee. "I think that means i won right?" She asked with an added chuckle.

[Luncha_Libre]

High above the ring, Felicity would have said just about anything Erin wanted to hear, in order to avoid winding up a powerbombed splat on the canvas. Felicity was in full ‘beg and plead’ mode, her dignity eroding with every word she said. Her head shook violently and the fans could see the quivering in her body as Erin held her in precariously high.

“AH!” Felicity squealed, when the Irish fighter started putting her down. Felicity scrambled, arms flailing for balance, as Erin tossed her with shocking gentleness, down toward the ropes. The Black Cat looked much less graceful and balanced than usual as she flailed around desperately for the ring ropes, but she managed to catch them. Felicity’s face was bright red, humiliated at what had just happened. She couldn’t believe, after all this, Erin had made her beg like that! “Oooh, there’ll be no living that one down,” she whimpered. Felicity then heard Erin talking to the ref, and couldn’t contain herself.

“H-hey!” Felicity snapped. “I said I was a scaredy cat! And a pussy! And- ugh, jeez! Anyway, I didn’t say I submitted!” Felicity’s cheeks were almost crimson, now, shining with tears. Her injured pride was doing all the talking, giving up on common sense. Felicity glared at the ref, unable to make eye contact with Erin, waiting to hear the official’s ruling!