A Spar for Fame

‘Okay good news, didn’t bite through my tongue,’ Vita thinks to herself as she checks her tongue.

The bad news started when she felt a sharp stab of pain lance up her leg. She turns her head to try and look at Heather when another stomp makes her yelp in pain. A third stomp bites into the back of her knee driving a proper scream from Vita’s lips. ‘Was this crazy bitch trying to break my legs?’

“H-hey stop w- ahhgh! wait aren’t we just sparing!” Vita pleads between stomps, though she doubts that Heather will actually stop.

After the fourth stomp Vita will try to get onto her hands and knees desperately trying to stand up before Heather could stomp her into the mat.

Heather didn't know how much damage her stomps were really doing to her opponent. She just wanted to soften up Vita's legs for a submission hold, but it seemed by Vita's body language that her stomps were dealing tremendous damage. "I'm not breaking your legs. I'm just trying to take away that quickness you have. It's called strategy" Heather said as she stomped down on Vita's legs. Vita would start to try to make her way back up to a vertical base. Heather would stalk her sparring opponent from behind and deliver a chop block to the back of Vita's left knee for some more damage. It was clear that Heather had a target on Vita's left leg.

Vita might have been exaggerating the damage Heather was doing or maybe she was just sore from her exercise. Regardless she was in no mood to keep on being a punching bag. As she almost gets to her feet Heather driving her shoulder into Vita’s knee sends the redhead her hands and knees. She bites back a yelp of pain as she clutches her knee.

She tries to grab onto the lowest rope to pull herself up, while kicking at Heather more to keep her back than anything else.