Arlise vs. Peggy

[Highfly]

"Damn it!" Peggy muttered as she slapped the mat in frustration, rising to her knees and raising her fists above her head clasping them together before hammering Arlise in the abdomen with a double axe handle strike.

Peggy rumbled her way back up to her feet, pulling Arlise up after she had risen. "Come on lass, are ya already gonna cry tonight?" Peggy said as she tried to rear back and hit Arlise in the chest with a forearm smash! Peggy was cruising now and looking at Arlise the gorgeous fan favorite seemed listless to her. Peggy was smiling expecting that she would maintain her control all the way to a win.

[Winter]

Arlise breathed - just breathed - and let herself celebrate the small victory of kicking out and not... ending up in a headscissor that left her unconscious on the mat after her curvy body had been wracked with the pain of multiple slams. Then her heaving stomach took two fists, and she doubled up into a seated position with a hiss of pain.

Whatever Peggy's issues with her looks, they certainly had her motivated.

Before Lise could fully shake off the blow to her stomach that made for an unfortunate but distracting contrast to all the soreness in her back, Peggy was urging her to her feet, and Lise slowly padded her way up - Titania would rather be on her feet anyway. Though her face was filled with misery and her gray eyes squeezed shut, she forced them open in time to see Peggy's arm cocked back for another blow.

Instinct and resilience, more than skill or anticipation, helped her catch the elbow being thrown at her, and with all of her might, she shoved Peggy, hoping to throw the Irishwoman back as far as the ropes.

[Highfly]

Peggy looked on in shock as Arlise stopped her strike and shoved her backward! "Ugh.. damn it!" Peggy shouted as she bounced off the ropes and ran right back at Arlise! Peggy built up as much speed as she could before leaping up at Arlise, flying horizontally at her while attempting to crash into Arlise with a running cross body block to flatten her against the mat once more! Peggy wanted to end this quickly, and show her to be a woman capable of being dominant in the ring instead of being seen as an undercard pushover.

[Winter]

Arlise staggered from the force it took to throw Peggy back, but the redhead got what she wanted as the Irishwoman launched back into the ropes. She jerked her head in spite of her aches to push strands of her hanging red hair out of her eyes, surely looking like a bedraggled titan but trying to get a clearer view of the woman she wanted to tackle into the ropes if that shove had taken her off-guard.

Except it hadn't, and Peggy was rushing back toward her with all speed. Arlise stepped back with clenched teeth, conjuring a way to deal with the other redhead, and as it looked like Peggy was about to take off, the Belgian acted with an aggression born of desperation.

She reeled back, trying to get her foot up between her and Peggy before the other middleweight's body crashed into hers and slam that foot into Peggy's midsection.

[Highfly]

The kick of Arlise hammered Peggys soft abdomen, making her groan as she crumpled to the mat with a loud crash! Peggy laid there in a heap gasping for breath as she had the wind knocked out of her. Peggy rolled onto her side and curled up into a call aching and really hurting after the surprise counter by Arlise. Peggy was wide open as she struggled to recover giving the gorgeous Belgian grappler a chance to take the initiative in this matchup!

[Winter]

Arlise felt Peggy's abs give way when faced with her bare foot, and the Belgian could not have been more relieved.

Of course, the move was no wonderful experience for her, either. The impact further strained her back, and the violence of the exchange even hurt her toes. Little as she relied on kicking, she briefly cursed herself for opting against boots over the course of her career... would have been nice to keep her feet protected when she opted for a big boot like the one she had just delivered. But whatever her temporary pain, Peggy was experiencing it threefold.

The redhead fell forward after the shot, gathering herself and peering at Peggy's rolling body. She could spare a moment for her back, she supposed, and she grabbed at a nearby rope and gave it one stretch to help some of her pain ease. Then, it was back to Peggy.

As badly as she wanted to repay the Irishwoman for the aching back, Arlise knew said back wouldn't care for her trying to lift the woman again. It needed a rest, but that didn't mean she couldn't bend Peggy's rather than bash it.

Titania used her foot to roll Peggy onto her stomach, then promptly stepped over her and dropped her rear roughly onto Peggy's lower back. "I don't know that you stretched enough, Peggy...", she teased, still recalling the verbal abuse from earlier, while she propped up on her toes and draped Peggy's arms over her thighs. Her grasp of Peggy's chin completed the camel clutch, and in an instant, Arlise was rearing back as far as her posture would take her and bringing Peggy's neck and upper back with her.

[Highfly]

"Aaarrgghh! AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" Peggy howled as her arms flopped about and she kicked her legs in agony! Peggy was stuck and unable to move as Arlise had put her in an agonizingly painful hold!

Peggy's arms were stuck and all her legs could do was frantically kick the mat as Peggy was howling in pain, unsure of how to get out other than to use her feet to kick and push towards the ropes!

[Winter]

Arlise often preferred the sounds of mewling, moaning rather than the cries of an opponent in pain, but after Peggy's seeming single-minded determination to break her curvy body, she sure did not mind hearing Peggy's howling rising over the din of the crowd.

She admired the Irishwoman in the prettily-applied hold, eying the back muscles that emerged to try and fight against the bending and glancing at the legs kicking behind her. "I don't break so easily, but it seems you might...", she teased again, leaning down to speak into Peggy's ear, but her smirk was directed more at the crowd raucous in its support. Arlise imagined the pair of them must have looked quite good in the ring with her in control and Peggy trying to squirm her way free of the clutch.

Most importantly, though, she felt her own aches, pains, and fatigues subsiding with the ease of keeping Peggy in a hold that she had applied so many times that it felt like second nature; Titania planned to draw on that renewed energy. Peggy likely would not be tapping to this, anyway, and she would make it to the ropes before long.

She let go of Peggy's chin and moved her thighs all at once, letting the other redhead drop chest-first onto the mat. Then she was a flurry of motion, trying to cinch her arms around the curvy Irishwoman's waist to lift her, upside down, into position for a piledriver.

[Highfly]

Peggy groaned as she was let go, realizing that her freedom may come at a cost. She was right as Arlise pulled her up and shoved her head between her legs. Peggy quickly reached back, grasping and digging her fingers in to the back of Arlise's thighs. "Sorry softie, ya ain't pullin' this one off!" Peggy said as she screamed, struggling to straighten her aching body in an attempt to flip Arlise over her shoulders and onto her back on the mat! Peggy was hurting but she could still pack a punch especially when she was feeling desperate to get out of a horrible situation.

[Winter]

Arlise enjoyed a tantalizing brush of Peggy's thighs against her cheek and of Peggy's head moving into position between her legs, but that was all the distraction she allowed herself as she set her feet and prepared to ram the Irishwoman's head into the mat. But Peggy had other ideas, and Arlise, despite her dominant position, could do little but to tumble over as Peggy wrenched her body. She landed on the mat, again on her sore back, and lay there stunned.