Alyssa Monroe Vs. Yoko Littner - LAW Style MMA Match

[Devastated]

Alyssa yanked Yoko off of her and watched the redhead stumble backwards as she had stomped hard on Yoko's knees, which allowed her to get free from the brutal belly punching that Yoko had thrown her way. With Yoko now vulnerable, Alyssa knew she had to press that advantage! Pushing off against the cage wall as she would charge right towards Yoko.

The Brit would try and jump up and throw her right fist forward, aiming to smash that fist into Yoko's face as she tried to go for a superman punch! Seeking to knock the redhead down on her ass, or even on her back with a brutal punch. " Haaah!"

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Yoko was nursing her knees and cursing for her hair for a moment and then the next moment Alyssa was already in the air, ready to drop the fist of a bomb. Yoko grit her teeth and raised her hands in order to protect her face from the blow because she suspected this could potentially knock her out and that did not sit well with the redhead.

Ghhhaaaaahh! Yoko yelped out as the fist smashed into her crossed forearms. Alyssa quite literally had her whole weight behind the punch, so it was enough to reintroduce Yoko to the mat, ass first.
Now Yoko would lay on her back, arms still crossed in a guard mode and there was a clear mark left where the fist impacted. It was stinging like a motherlover.

[Devastated]

The Superman punch hit not exactly right on the mark but close enough no doubt! Her punch drove into those forearms of Yoko's as she managed to block the punch. However she could see the punch doing work as it sent Yoko onto her ass and with a red mark on her arms that were still crossed in a guard over Yoko's face as she crashed onto her back.

Keen on paying Yoko back for the belly strikes though, Alyssa would try and step in towards the downed redhead. She aimed to move in and send a harsh stomp of her heavy boot right onto that belly button! She'd next pull that foot back and rear her leg back to try and send a harsh kick into Yoko's ribs, trying to force the shapely redhead to roll over onto her front.

[ragaz]

Oof. A low moan escaped Red's mouth when her back slammed against the mat. Naturally, Yoko was in a vulnerable position with only her face partially protected. And naturally, Alyssa took advantage of this, stomping on the sniper's stomach. Uughf! Another muffled moan made its way to the Brit's ears.

Aaaggh! The next strike was a kick in the ribs that would look like the first thing that would come to mind when thinking of the phrase ''kicking someone who's down''. It earned a short, pained scream. Yoko couldn't exactly resist, but she did at least one thing - she used the force of the kick, added with her own and rolled multiple times into the direction that she was kicked.

Yoko would roll all the way to the cage wall and try to stand up with the aid of her hands, climbing the wall.

[Devastated]

Alyssa kicked Yoko right in the ribs and it sent the redhead rolling away, she wasn't about to let Yoko escape that easily, as she saw her roll towards the cage wall and began to use it to help her climb up, Alyssa would grin, deciding to step right in after the buxom redhead. Going in behind her, Alyssa would try and shove Yoko flat against the cage wall.

Pushing the front of Yoko up against it, as she would zero in on her target. Those kidneys of Yoko! Starting off by firing off a right hook to that right kidney and then follow it up with a left hook to that left kidney, Alyssa would try and fire off punch after punch and pummel those soft spots on Yoko's back!

[ragaz]

Yoko's hair were kind of messed up, her arms and body hurting and now she was pathetically crawling on the cage wall. The fight wasn't going in Yoko's favor at all, only downhill and it didn't look like it would change unless Alyssa screwed up royally. And this was all because of that hair pulling, this damn thing keeps happening to her in every damn fight she's in the ring...

Aaahh! Yoko yelped as Alyssa sandwiched Yoko between herself and the cage wall, trapping the redhead. It was particularly problematic for Yoko's above average sized tits that were squeezing into and through the metal wall and that did hurt for sure. However, the crowd found this to be pretty sexy having a blonde press her fit body against a bodacious redhead, whose features were kinda exposed by the metal net wall.

Of course, that wasn't the end of it - the Brit unleashed a never ending series of right and left punches to her back, both of Yoko's kidneys, to be more precise. Aaaghh! Ghhrackkk! Oof! Yoko took blow after blow, screaming out in pain each time, but she knew that thing won't get better if she just took the blows like a punching bag, so she decided to push through the pain and retaliate, no matter how much it hurt. Yoko would start throwing elbow strikes with her left arm. After two strikes she would throw a right one and then proceed with continuous left and right elbows, just like Alyssa. Yoko had no intention of stopping until she reached some kind of results.

[Devastated]

Sandwiching Yoko up against the cage wall caused the crowd to scream out in approval as they could sit that fit and busty frame of Yoko's being squished against the wire-mesh of the cage. Alyssa enjoyed having an open target to start to bring the pain too as she would start to fire off bombs into those soft kidney areas of the redhead! Ruthlessly throwing hook after hook to those weak spots to try and cause as much pain as possible to Yoko!

Though as she should have expected from Yoko, the fighter wasn't done yet! As she threw her arm back and began to throw elbow shots towards her. The first smacked into the side of Alyssa's head, the second she was able to bring her own arm up to stop, the third managed to slip by. Causing Alyssa's legs to wobble a bit.

The fourth though, that was when Alyssa would try her hand at something! Trying to snag that arm when it smacked into her arm that was guarding her head. Trying to pull it down into a chicken wing position. Pushing her frame firmly up against Yoko's curvy body as she'd reach up and try and slip one arm around that neck of Yoko's. Pressing one of her boots against the cage wall to try and shoot them away from it and drop down onto her back with Yoko on top! Alyssa tried to lock the hand of the arm that went around Yoko's head, together with the hand of the arm that was keeping one of Yoko's arms trapped in a chicken wing hold. Her legs would try and snap shut around that waist and lock in a scissor hold as she tried to lock in the deadly Deathlock! A chicken wing waist scissor sleeper hold!

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Yoko was at a disadvantage, but she fought her disadvantageous battle nevertheless in hopes to get this stubborn blonde off her. Both women bashed each other with their strikes, but Yoko couldn't get a proper hit in since with your back facing your opponent wasn't the best position to throw any kind of strikes at your opponent.

Yoko proved persistent, never relenting at returning a blow for blow, but at the same time, it was her downfall - Alyssa caught Yoko's right arm and placed it in a chicken wing, rendering it useless and hurting. Yoko only managed to let out a small squeal in surprise before her neck was hugged tightly by the Brit's other arm, choking the redhead.

To make things worse, Alyssa pushed herself off the cage wall and sent both of them to the mat. On the mat, Alyssa added body scissors on an already dangerous hold. Gack! Aahhk! Yoko gagged and moaned in the hold, trying to pry Alyssa's arm off her neck, but it was too late - it was already locked in onto the other arm. Yoko realized that she wouldn't be to pry it off, nor she could free her waist from Alyssa's legs with one hand. This was much worse than the last time and the last time she tapped just so she could be in shape for the next round. Yoko had no such luxury this time.

Yoko would try shaking and bucking constantly, feeling the shortage of air and time. Yoko was getting more and more desperate in proportion to the realization to just how fucked she was, but the crowd loved the strenuous struggle of the two women and the moaning.

[Devastated]

Alyssa had managed to catch Yoko's arm and slipped her own around that neck, kicking off of the cage wall and bringing them down to the canvas as she locked in her Deathlock finisher! A finisher she had made as an homage to a band that she enjoyed listening to when she was younger. She would tighten her hold as that body scissor and the chicken wing sleeper hold were clinched in and tight.

She felt Yoko shake and buck, struggling as wildly as she expected from the redhead who had given her one hell of a battle so far, but for the moment she was not going to release Yoko! She held her tightly as she aimed to squeeze her out into a submission, or perhaps if she wasn't willing ti give up, then she'd go as far as to go for a knockout!

" Come on Luv....you know I've got you!" Alyssa let out as she would squeeze tighter and tighter upon that waist and that neck, trying to make sure that Yoko's struggles were just weakening herself, by using the air and energy she had in her body.

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Yoko was cursing herself for getting herself into such a situation. There were tons of things she wanted to say, but at the moment things like that were pretty hard to pull of because of all the choking. While Yoko was struggling, she was thinking of possible ways to get out of this. There was no powering out of this kind of hold and she certainly wouldn't be able to slip away when Alyssa held her so tightly. Mmmm! NN! Aaaarghh! Yeah, Yoko just remembered how tight it was. If this was a standard match, Yoko would've already rolled towards the ropes and grabbed them with her free hand.

So basically, Yoko saw no logical way of getting out of this and common sense told her to tap and be done with it, but Yoko was stubborn beyond common sense, so she just kept screaming, groaning and struggling in vain. The legs squeezing her waist made her shout in pain and expend extra air that was already on short supply, since the sleeper hold let almost no air into her lungs.

Her strength was starting to fade with the last bits of air, her flailing grew calmer each second. Yoko's eyes darted upwards, saliva starting running out of the redhead's mouth. Yoko knew she was fucked and kept on struggling in vain because of her principles. Her consciousness soon faded and before she even knew it, she was out cold.

The ref was nearby for the entire time, asking Yoko whether she's giving up, but Yoko didn't give half a fuck about that. Now that the ref saw Yoko motionless, she lifted Yoko's hand once, it fell, twice, it fell, and then the third time. That was when Yoko suddenly... Nope, it fell a third time, the bell was rung and Alyssa was declared the victor of the match. The ref would encourage the Brit to let go off Yoko, get up and raise Alyssa's hand.