KO Match! Sona Buvelle vs Brittany Luuve

Sona would help when she was thrown to the ground by her hair. Before she could get up. She would feel Brittany choking her by stomping her foot on to her throat. Sona would gag as she tried to pry Brittany's foot off her throat and her legs would kick up, struggling to get some air. Her mouth hung low as she panted for air and her body fought furiously, her face turning a shade of pink.

"What's the matter? I thought you wanted this. Isn't this better than submitting?" Brittany would then lift her other foot off of the ground putting all her weight on Sona's throat. Brittany would then slam the foot she just picked up onto Sona's breast. "Now just pass out like the bitch you are." Brittany would say as she literally stood on top of Sona.

Sona would struggle and let out a silent cry of pain when Brittany stomped other foot on her breast and increased the weight of her foot on her throat. For any normal wrestler, she would've been out cold by now but thanks to Sona superhuman tolerance to pain and her masochism, Sona was managing to hold on and continued to try and fight, trying pry Brittany's foot of her throat, refusing to pass out from such a simple move and just when the match literally just started.

Brittany would keep playing to the crowd as she stood on top of Sona but when Brittany looked down to see Sona still conscious, Brittany let a scowl cross her face. Brittany would lift one of her feet before stomping down on Sona's breasts before getting off of the girl entirely. "You are like a human punching bag. I think i can get my workout just beating the shit out of you." Brittany would say as she would stand over the downed Sona.

Sona would let out another silent scream when Brittany would stomp on her breasts again. She would hear what Brittany said and smirk at her, trying to provoke her. Sona was going to enjoy this and make sure Brittany will go all out on her.

Brittany was getting tired of this girls attitude. Sona just didn't know when to quit. Brittany would reach down to pick Sona up deciding to teach Sona a lesson. Brittany would grab Sona by her neck and crotch before trying to lift Sona off of the mat. "Learn your place!" Brittany would yell out before slamming Sona back down to the mat.

Sona would grit her teeth as Brittany would suddenly grab her by her neck and crotch, lifting her high up in the air and slamming her back down to the canvas, hard. Sona would actually bounce back up a bit, her back arched as she let out a slight cry of pain. Sona would roll away, holding her back with one hand as she slowly got back up to her feet. Wincing in pain, Sona would glance back at Brittany and smirk. "Are you really a wrestler? Or someone who's just throwing a temper tantrum with all this kicking and throwing?" Sona taunted with a condescending tone, trying to enrage the blonde, "Here I thought I might meet someone who would know more than just simple punches and kicks, guess I was wrong."

Brittany had just tossed Sona to the ground and still the girl wouldn't shut up. Brittany would beyond words now as she would grab at Sona's hair to pull the girl to her feet. Brittany would then try to really hurt Sona. Brittany would quickly attempt to place Sona in an octopus stretch. "Fine why don't you just scream for me then." Brittany would say as she tried to lock Sona in her finisher.