No DQ Cage Match - Jessica Wright vs SIG

The slap worked... in angering Jessica instead of opening an opportunity for her to escape. Sig gargled as the pressure on her throat intensified. Choking wasn't particularly enjoyable because it wasn't anything like sharp pain. It made her dizzy and weakened in a very uncomfortable way, but she wasn't in any position to bargain either.

With little options available, Sig tried to ease the pressure with both hands next, even if getting weaker by each passing seconds wasn't helping her case. One of her hands then slipped from Jessica's hand, trying to find the girl's breast and giving it a rough squeeze.

This girl played dirty. Jessica grimaced as one of her large breasts was squeezed. The crowd hooted and hollered. They wanted this match to get sexual. They wanted all matches to get sexual. One of the little people that worked at AFW told Jessica that hentai would be allowed in this match, but Jessica could not conceive that it could be used against her. If this girl wanted out of this hold so bad, fine. She was out. Jessica let go of the girl and stood up.

"You think I am just going to let that shit fly?" Jessica hoped the excruciating choke took enough out of her to give her a little leeway. She made a grab down at Sig, hoping to seize some of that pretty blonde hair and pull her up. If she could get her there Jessica could send her right back down to the mat with a simple suplex!

Sig coughed and writhed on the mat as Jessica finally let go. She felt like she was close to being choked unconscious, which was kinda annoying. It didn't seem like it's that big of annoyance compared to what her opponent felt after the slap and the squeeze, though. While Sig was still recuperating, the girl grabbed her hair and hauled her up, before slamming her defenseless form back to the mat with the suplex.

"Guah!" the blonde cried, her lithe figure bounced once after she crashed to the mat and lied sprawled there, panting jheavily. "Ughh..."

She felt dizzy and stunned. It didn't take a genius to see that she was vulnerable at the moment. Normally just a slam wouldn't be enough to daze her for too long, but the effect of the choking from earlier didn't seem like it'd fade fast enough.

This was the proper opening of a match. None of that getting hit nonsense. Jessica knew it had been just a bit fortuitous that the move come off though. Any slower, and she surely would have been punished for it. But it was Sig who was feeling the effects of the throw and Jessica who was feeling the electricity sparkle through her. The Violent Violet was relentless and she sprang into action once again.

She was up again in a flash. Jessica bent down to pick up Sig once again and continue her onslaught. This time, instead of going for a simple suplex, she opted for a move that she hadn't really tried out in a long time. Sh tried to heave Sig into the air, and hit her with a devastating jackhammer!

Her blood began pumping and adrenaline started to course through her veins. While Jessica never truly doubted she would win, she doubted even less here. This was going to get nasty.

Sig felt Jessica pulled her up again, no doubt taking full advantage of her weakened state. While she didn't know what her opponent was planning to do, Sig didn't really feel like finding out the hard way after what she already taken. Another slam could be devastating, while a submission hold and the likes would give her an equally serious problem. Jessica lifted her up and held her in the air, clearly opting for a slam, and the blonde knew she had to force herself to act.

She'd grab the hair of Jessica, hoping to distract the girl for a bit while her other hand crawled all over the girl's face just to disorient her for a bit. Sig was hoping that she could somehow get off from this position with as little damage as possible, but not taking full damage from the slam might be the most likely outcome for her as it was.

Jessica felt the weight of the woman in her arms. She had a nice wholeness, a certain integrity that would provide a nice thud when she hit the mat in Jessica's terms. Only, Sig had other ideas. Ridiculous ideas that did not involve her in a ton of pain. Rather the woman seemed intent on causing harm to Jessica. She must have been laboring under the idea that she had a chance to win.

There was no way Jessica could have anticipated the sudden shift in weight which caused her to sort of fall down with Sig still in her arms. What could have been a triumphant, dominant move was reduced to little more than a botch as both women plummeted towards the mat. Jessica took some solace in the fact that Sig hit the white canvas as hard as she did.

But that solace was not enough. This girl didn't have the common sense to just roll over and let Jessica win. So Jessica would have to prove it to her. She sought to be on top of this particular pile, and quickly moved to secure an armbar.

There was another thud, only this time, there were two girls down on the mat instead of just one. Sig was still the one feeling the most of the fall because of her not so fresh condition, and it was no surprise that Jessica made a quicker recovery than her. Before the blonde could really try moving away from her opponent, the girl already caught her arm and put it into the armbar.

"Aagghh...!" she cried and squirmed on the mat, grimacing, shaking her head left and right.

By no mean Sig was done being rebellious, though. She would attempt to turn herself to the side, facing Jessica. It wasn't really done so she could try pulling her caught arm or something. The position was meant to make it easier for her to swing one of her legs to her opponent's chest. She might not have enough power to weaken Jessica significantly with one strike, but Sig wasn't planning to stop after that either. She'd hammer fer boot over and over again until she was let go, or so was the plan.

Jessica got the armbar in with little difficulty. That was always the easiest part, sinking it in. The hard part always revolved around holding it, and Jessica was having a whale of a time doing just that. Sig managed to turn herself onto the side and send a few probing kicks slamming into her chest. The first one wasn't so bad, but when they came in like raindrops in a summer squall, she knew it was time to bug out.

The Violent Violet relinquished the blonde girl's arm, gave a few rolls just to be safe and rose. She had almost worn herself out with the quick display of offense. Maybe it was time to play a little defense.

Persistence paid off for Sig as Jessica let her arm go after a couple of kicks, but she still ended up with a sore arm when it's all said and done. Rolling over to the opposite side, she remained on the mat for a bit, clutching her arm while grimacing and half moaning. Thankfully Jessica had stopped her waves of offense, but it probably wouldn't stay that way for too long. The girl was pretty aggressive, which was always the dangerous type given that she had the physique to back it up.

"Wheeww..." Sig wheezed as she eventually picked herself up, her footing a little unsteady.

She was offered with quite a dilemma now. Going in recklessly in her state would only play into Jessica's hand. On the other hand, doing nothing wouldn't really help her in catching up. She had to move carefully, and circling around her opponent was always a good start. When she felt like she found the opportunity, however, the blonde, would rush in, drawing an arm back - the unhurt one - for a clothesline attempt.

"Hyaahh!"

If that seemed like an obvious strike, that's because it was just a feign. Sig's real intention was to try slipping behind Jessica, so she could clobber the girl's back with both of her fist clasped and swung like a hammer!

While Jessica's experience helped her sometimes, other times it made her suffer. She had marked Sig as a neophyte in the ring, hardly capable of withstanding a foe as strong and smart as her. So when the blonde girl tore at her she saw the clothesline coming from a mile away. Jessica smirked at the obviousness of it- hell, the girl even yelled out as she attacked like they were 8 and this was fucking karate class. The Violent Violet ducked under the clothesline and got ready to spin around and hit Sig with a devastating counter.

Only she would have no opportunity. A strong blow came into her back which knocked the air out of her and dropped her to her knees, and then all the way to the ground. Jessica groaned. She literally and figuratively did not see it coming and paid the price for it. She collapsed to the ground more out of shock than anything else but sure enough, she was there, looking down at white canvas.