Alyssa Monroe Vs. Monica Jackson - II: Iron Woman Match

[Devastated]

Catching Monica off-guard again she yanked her into for another headbutt and then smashed her head into Monica's. This wasn't exactly something that was nice for Alyssa either but it seemed Monica had taken the brunt of it and been left dazed! As Alyssa throw Monica down onto her back and climbed on top of her, straddling her rival as she would shake her head and clear up the cobwebs and dizziness that had built up over her using her head as well...a mallet to try and knock some sense in Monica.

With her rival down underneath her, Alyssa would throw a pained grin down at her foe. Clenching her right fist tight and her left hand going to cup the back of Monica's head, lifting her head up from the canvas a bit. "Hryah!" Alyssa roared out as she would try and throw a hell of a punch into the face of Monica, and proceed to send a flurry of right handed strikes to that pretty head of her hated foe!

[RJD]

.Monica after being rolled onto her back just grumbled as she looked up at her smirking rival, before crying out in pain as she was punched full strength right in her face. That punch alone left the bridge of her nose a little red, and left her rather groggy.

Alyssa wanted to go further though, pounding on the poor downed lightweight, pummeling her face with a chain of right handed punches, leaving her red faced and earning a plethora of feminine and embarrassing cries and whines from Monica.

Ultimately Monica was left completely loopy, despite the wrath she had came in here with, her opponent had turned things around and with some well placed strikes left the lightweight vulnerable. Monica could take a punch, but the headbutts and the punches combined were at least enough to make her submissive under Alyssa at the moment, very clearly rocked.

[Devastated]

Alyssa raised the head of Monica and cupped the back of her head firmly, cocking her other hand backwards and then sending punch after punch down upon the pretty face of Monica, hammering her over and over as she tried to pummel her rival. After a good few punches into Monica's face and after she had left her dazed with her senses rocked.

The blonde would shake her head a bit as she still felt a fair bit dizzy, but it was clearing up...the hand at the back of Monica's head would slide up and grip a handful of that purple ponytail as she would then proceed to try and rise up to her feet and pull Monica along with her. Trying to get them up from the canvas and then try and drive her knee up into Monica's abs! Looking to knock the air out of her hated foe.

If she managed to double Monica over, Alyssa would try and show Monica that she had added a few moves to her repertoire, thanks to her training with GASTER. Alyssa would try and pull Monica's head in under her armpit and then swing her arm up over the back of her neck. Alyssa would then try and grab at Monica's trunks and give them a hard yank, maybe even giving Monica a slight wedgie as she would try and lift her rival upside down into the air and then kick her legs out to throw them backwards, looking to nail Monica with a vertical suplex.

[RJD]

Monica was completely groggy as her ponytail was grabbed, sluggishly rising to her feet and groaning as Alyssa used that grip to drag her painfully up into a standing position. Monica then let out a shrill cry as she was kneed harshly in her abs, causing them to shrink in as air was knocked out of her and a stinging sensation was left.

Monica hunched over, unable to react from her beatdown thus far as Alyssa stuffed her head under her arm pit, and grabbed at her tights, using them to grip her, and threw Monica's arm over her head for the set up. Alyssa then decided to lift Monica by her trunks, giving her one hell of an atomic wedge, causing Monica to squeal out as she was hoisted up into the air, held in position, trunks still riding far enough up her ass that her hips wriggled and she whined.

Monica was silenced as she was spiked down into the canvas though with that vertical suplex, back and head bumping off the canvas. Monica was laid out, butt cheeks showing from the still present wedgie, winded from the knee to the stomach, and still groggy from getting her head pummeled. The match had only just began, and Monica already looked rather defeated in her current state.

[Devastated]

Pulling Monica in close towards her after she had nailed her right in the midsection with that knee, she would hear how Monica squealed out and struggled as Alyssa hauled Monica up into the air and holding her upside down, but the blonde didn't hold her up for very long until that she brought her rival down with that Vertical Suplex! Slamming Monica down as the crowd erupted into cheers.

Alyssa would roll her shoulders and push herself up towards a seated position, looking over her shoulder at the downed frame of Monica. Letting out a light chuckle, Alyssa would try and move up to her knees and turn around to look at Monica, trying to grip her hair yet again as she would try and pull her up to a seated position with Alyssa behind her. She would then try and press her chest against Monica's back as she leaned in and would brought her arms up, trying to get them in under Monica's armpits and interlock her fingers behind Monica's head, pressing her hands onto the back of Monica's head as she tried to go for a seated Full-Nelson hold on her rival.

"Who's the bitch now? Huh?! You fuckin' tosser."

[RJD]

Monica was very visibly beaten down after the impact of that suplex, the older woman wondered when that brat had picked up slams, believing that she was just a dumb bruiser this whole time. The lightweight barely shifted as Alyssa approached, only letting out a quiet whine as she was yanked up by the hair onto her butt, torso tilted forward when Alyssa pressed her chest into her back.

"Get off me... " Monica growled quietly as she felt her arms being grabbed at, instinctually trying to move then away, but she could only delay her rival for a moment before she tightly restrained her arms and applied strain to her upper back at the same time with that seated Nelson hold.

" nn-ughh... " Monica cried out, wriggling in pain as her back was strained, and tossing her body slightly to each side, which achieved nothing other than prompting a sharp pain to go through her back, causing her to wince. The lightweight's cheeks tinted slightly red, somewhat due to the pain and partly due to the embarrassment of getting her ass beat and then locked in a restrictive hold that left her looking very helpless and a little silly with her arms stuck behind her head.

" Fuck you. " Was all Monica replied with, as she tried to then suppress the urge to verbally display her pain, though it was harder to suppress it in her face as it shifted in pain.

[Devastated]

Yanking Monica up to a seated position by her hair and then locking her arms in under those armpits and clasping her hands against the back of her rival's head. Alyssa pressed her front against Monica's back as she heard her rival growl, she tried to put pressure on that neck and those shoulders by forcing them up and making those shoulder blades grind against one another.

"Make me..." Alyssa responded in a cocky tone to her rival as she felt Monica continued to struggle in the hold. With the seated Full Nelson locked in on Monica. She felt Monica toss her body from left to right to try and free herself but Alyssa had her rival under control for now and she intended to keep it.

Alyssa would soon enough try and throw them to the side and try and force Monica onto her front with the blonde straddling her rival. The Brutish brawler would try and slid up and seat her jeans covered rear on Monica's butt and try and pull chest off of the canvas, trying to lift the upperbody of Monica off the canvas and lock in Full Nelson Camel Clutch variation! " You're the only one getting fucked tonight, slag."

[RJD]

Monica whimpered as her shoulder cuffs grinded together and her arms were stretched out, her anger fading more and more as she was being stretched out excruciatingly in the submission, and her attempts to struggle did little more than cause her more pain.

Then suddenly Alyssa still maintaining the hold swung down and to the side, slamming Monica face and chest first right into the canvas. The lightweight panted and gasped against the canvas, the crippling pain occupying every thought as Alyssa shimmied back, squashing Monica's own butt cheeks under her perky ones, and stretched the top of Monica's body upwards in that sickening Full Nelson camel clutch.

" Aughh- ah-ahh... fuckk... " Monica whined out, her voice getting an octive higher as she was nearly bent in half, all while her arms were being yanked from their sockets and the strain on her shoulders and back stockpiled from the debilitating submission. With a low growl Monica tapped out frantically against her own hand, gasping in pain and flushed from the rush of endorphins due to the cruelty of Alyssa.

Monica felt somewhat crushed to lose a point so quickly, especially considering that the timing of her tap out was directly after Alyssa insulted her and promised to crush the older wrestler.

[Devastated]

Throwing Monica down onto her front while she still kept the full nelson locked in tight, Alyssa decided to straddle the back of her hated foe and mount her, scooting back a bit so her jeans covered rear was covering that shapely butt of Monica's and pinning her down as she pulled her up into that full nelson camel clutch. Stretching the frame of Monica out and leaving the crowd with ample view of the fellow lightweight's rack on display.

Hearing Monica whine out as she was bending her nearly in half, Alyssa let out a chuckle. Then she saw the sight of Monica tapping on her hand, and the crowd did too! Calling for Alyssa to release her foe which Alyssa would do as a quick bell chime rang out. On the titatron screen numbers would show up, signifying 1-0 to Alyssa. The blonde scoffed as she pulled her arms away from Monica's and let her rival drop tits and face first into the canvas.

The blonde would rise up towards her feet and stand towering over Monica and then....Alyssa would decided to bend forward, looking to take a handful of that purple hair and start to guide Monica up towards her feet so that she was facing her rival. Balling her other hand into a tight fist she'd try and rocket it forward and smash it into one of Monica's breasts to try and leave her gasping for air in front of her. There was no sportsmanship between these ladies...that was for sure.

[RJD]

Monica blushed as she looked into the crowd at all the cameras and phone flashes, as her chest was forcibly puffed forward in the submission, and she was red faced from the pai , mouth agape as she cried and moaned out in agony. The lightweight tapped out desperately, prompting Alyssa to finally release her.

The side of Monica's face pressed Into the canvas as she panted heavily, hips slightly elevated, and her attire wedged far between her cheeks. Monica let out a quiet pained cry as her hair was grabbed, eyes squinting as she was pulled up to her feet slowly. The beaten down street fighter barely managed to get proper footing as her hair roots burned, leaving her hair messy as she she stood up.

Alyssa then reeled her fist back and thrust it forward painfully into Monica's chest, making her breasts jiggle and part of her top rip to reveal some flesh. " Ahhh! " Monica whined out, gasping as her eyes closed and opened from the pain, just breathing heavily as she was kept on her feet by that grip on her hair. Monica would cradle her burning chest with both arms, protecting them from further damage.

Monica blushed brightly, as she was this beaten down and pitiful already, and was too sore to resist as Alyssa just looked at her.