Battle for Pride: Jess Mcleary vs CyberWidow

[The Riders]

Widow let's out a small winch shaking her hand to get feeling back into it. Her hand is stinging from slapping her opponent across the face, that smug look on her face seeing the other woman stumbling backwards in front of her.

FIVE....

SIX...

To busy smirking at her slap, Widow is taken off guard due to how quickly Jess recovered. The next thing Widow knows is her opponent knee slamming into her stomach hard, the force of the blow sends the taller woman backwards but catching herself and not falling onto her back. Coughing as she clutches her stomach glaring at the cowgirl.

[SubtleRoar]

"Seven....eight...nine!" *The last, three seconds seemed like they merely tiptoed by in Jess's mind. However, the vigilant cowgirl snatched her stunned adversary by the fringes of her hair and slid her underneath the bottom rope, eventually joining her back inside as the duo broke the countdown. Widow looking much worse for wear than her, The Scarlet Southerner proceeded to drag Widow towards a corner, her intentions a mystery to everyone but herself.*

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"Alright, now that yer all subdued and docile, howsa bout I edify you on how tah properly converse with people~" *Determined to educate the loathsome woman on the basics of social discourse, Jess promptly slammed her face against the lowest hanging pad, driving her face across it to reinforce her point as best she could!*

[The Riders]

Widow is in bad shape as she keeps clutching her chest area. On her knees in front of her opponent as her is grabbed by her foe tightly. Being dragged back into the ring with ease as she groans kicking the canvas with her feet. The next thing she knows is being dragged into the corner not knowing what the Texan has planned or what she about to do next.

'Oh Fuck you you Bitccchhhhhh" before she could finish her string of curses. She is slammed face first into the turnbuckle hard, the blow leaving her in a dazed and unable to cover her face up.

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*Hearing the reassuring noise of Widow's face being introduced to the reinforced padding, Jess refused to allow any quarter whatsoever- She had been quietly analyzing her adversary throughout the copious amount of time they'd spent together between the ropes, and realized that if she gave Widow an inch, she'd quickly appoint herself as a ruler. Kneeling down, she snatched the auburn amazon's neck, dragging her back onto unsteady legs before turning to face away, shooting the mesmerized onlookers a thumbs up.*

"It's time I take yah fer a ride, sweetheart!" *Swinging her hand backwards, she snagged the base of Widow's neck within her palm before subsequently plummeting towards the surface of the arena, attempting to discombobulate her with a brutal neckbreaker!*

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[The Riders]

Stunned and dazed Widow doesn't know where she is right now. There been a few times she has been woman handled like this most of them have happened since she joined LAW, as she is lifted up onto shaky legs letting out a low groan not knowing what her opponent is going to do next. Her neck being held as she is looking up at the lights above the ring.

A sharp pain races from her neck to her brain. Her mouth open in a silent scream as she lays prone on the canvas, the only thing that moves is her chest sucking in air. She is in rough shape as her neck begins to throb from the move.

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*Hearing the efficacy of the move in the form of a menacing* "WHACK!" *That caused the audience to collectively shudder, Jess knew that Widow was capable of tolerating anything she could dish out and then some.* "I..a..ain't done with yah yet, darlin!" *The boisterous rancher declared, rolling onto her side while snatching the wayward strands of Widow's hair. In tandem, they would both return to their feet, Jess prominently in control of what would transpire next.*

"T..this oughta f..finish yah off!" *Wedging Widow's face directly in between her feminine divide, Jess promptly hooked her arms across Widow's midsection before elevating her off the ground, flipping her body skyward before drilling her into the surface of the arena for a gargantuan powerbomb, shaking the foundation of the colesium in the process!*

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[The Riders]

The tide of the match has clearly turned against Widow and she knows it. She allowed her opponent to get into a good rhythm, and now she is rolling and there no way to stop her at the moment. As she is still dazed on the canvas trying to recover from the move she took, the back of her neck is warm and a sharp stinging pain coming from it. That means nothing to her opponent as her hair is grabbed and rolled to her feet with her head between Jess leg's.

In a quick motion Widow was lifted up in the air with ease her massive frame on the top of Jess shoulders. Before slamming back first into the canvas from a powerful powerbomb to the mat."AAAAUUUGHHH" the impact was so powerful her body bounced before settling onto the canvas.

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"Good girl~" After the shockwaves dispersed and her body calmed itself down, The Sultry Southerner reached her arms across Widow's lower limbs and secured a tight lock against the immobilized woman's thighs.* "Now hold still while I countdown this pin~" *Even though her vigor had been significantly drained from the assortment of moves she had executed, Jess refused to exhibit even an ounce of frustration regarding this, and as the referee slipped into the ring, she awaited her imminent victory!*

"ONE!" *His hand smacked the ground, Reassuring The Crimson Cowgirl that her efforts hadn't been in vain, coaxing the audience into lurching forward and transfixing their gaze upon the pin.* "TWO!" *The second of three numbers reached, it was abundantly evident that Jess was on the verge of yet another, hard fought triumph!*

[The Riders]

Before the count of three could be made. Widow gets her shoulder up beating the count by a few seconds, panting and weak from the powerbomb but is still in the match. Even going so far as to raise her hand and do the no no no finger wag to let the fans, but more so to Jess that this match is not over just yet.

Widow is hurting bad. Her ribs, back, chest, and neck are throbbing from the power that Jess has been hitting her with. But she still has one ace up her sleeve, if she can get the woman when she least expect it she could go for her finisher. But that only if Jess makes a mistake or eases up, as she rolls onto her side clutching her back.

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*Under the impression that Widow was on the cusp of suffering a humiliating defeat, Jess was more than just a little forlorn when she felt a rumbling beneath her, narrowing her eyes as the solitary finger shot up.* "Oh, hardy har har~" *The Scarlet Southerner pretended to chuckle, visibly upset that she had been snubbed out of claiming yet another victory. However, she knew the perfect remedy for Widow's current consciousness.*

"Yah seem awfully tuckered out, sweetheart~" *Shifting her body side ways, Jess promptly snatched Widow by her shoulders while simultaneously pulling her face directly in between her supple mounds, trying to extinguish what little vigor she had left with a sit up breast smother!* "Time tah take yer nap and drift off intah blissful sleep, sugah~" *She sweetly crooned, gently swaying from side to side to try and amplify Widow's exhausted feeling.*

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