Layla Mckarthy vs Claudette Valkyrie (Complete)

Claudette's screams of pain were like music to Layla's ears, because she knew each scream was one breath less she had until she was unconscious. The ref girl started asking Claudette if she wanted to give up, but Layla was having none of it. She didn't want the match to end just yet. She still had a lot of punishing that needed to be done to this female knight.

After prolongued squeezing in the double hold Layla would mercifully release Claudette, unwinding her legs and arms from her waist and neck, then kick her opponant away so she could get back to her feet.

Claudette could see no way to escape the hold and didn't have the strength on hand to forcibly break her way out. The more she realized this, the more fear swelled in her. She was on the very fringes of her consciousness, about to pass out any moment. The referee's question, "Do you give up?" was a slurred echo in her head and her vision blurred to match whenever she opened her eyes. Claudette felt like a complete fool for letting herself fall into such a position and now she would either have to submit or allow herself to pass out.

Suddenly, the tremendous pressure around her waist stopped and Layla unraveled her arm from around the Valkyrie's neck. "Wh....nnh....huh?" Claudette groaned as suddenly she could breathe and the blood flow to her head was allowed once more. Did Layla just show her mercy? The charity of letting the Valkyrie escape was like a blow in and of itself, psychologically hitting the redhead. Layla kicked Claudette off of her and the weary Valkyrie rolled to her back next to Layla, her large chest heaving at a rapid pace as she struggled to recover from the damage pool she had been swimming in.

Claudette would need a few moments to rest and would remain on her back as she slowly came around. If Layla allowed her to recover, soon enough Claudette would roll to her stomach and push herself back to her feet.

Unfortunately for Claudette Layla wasn't one for mercy. THe kids who used to bully her as a child never showed her any mercy. Why should she do any different? She only wanted to prolong Claudia's humiliation, show the people she was just as capable of taking on the bigger girls with ease.

She would allow Claudia to turn onto her stomach though, but it was only so she could get a good target for her next move. WHen Claudia tried to get to her feet Layla would jump high in the air, and land both her sneaker clad feet directly into Claudia's back to send her back to the mat.

Layla had given Claudette some time to rest and this might prove a mistake for the smaller wrestler. As the Valkyrie turned onto her stomach and pushed up to all fours, she opened her eyes and could see Layla's shadow coming at her. Claudette would stay in place to try and lure Layla into attacking. Once Layla jumped up to land on Claudette's back, the redhead would throw herself to the side in a tumble and right as Layla landed on the mat, Claudette would launch herself in a diving lunge at Layla and try to tackle her down to the mat. If she managed to hit this move, she would quickly try to straddle Layla's chest and pin her arms down over her head.

Instead her feet meeting the soft flesh of Claudette's back Layal's stomp came to connect with nothing but the mat. Layla's immediate reaction was panic. She had not thought she had given the Valkyrie enough time to recover, but apparently this was not so.

The failed stomp left Layla horribly exposed, so when Claudette came charging at her she was completely blindsided. "Gack!" she cried out, falling to the mat with the red head on top of her. Layla struggled and writhed underneath her, trying to avoid being trapped. But Claudette was much stronger and heavier than her. Even with all her struggling she would eventually be pinned. "Get off me, fat ass!" Layla screamed, shaking her head back and forth and kicking her legs furiouslty.

Claudette aggressively pinned the girls arms down and the ref girl got in close to count. "No!" the valkyrie shouted to the ref, "Not yet!" The redhead crossed Layla's wrists so she could hold them down with one hand, leaning her weight into it to keep her secured. She pulled her free fist back with malicious intent in her eyes. Now it would be her turn to deliver some damage! If Layla didn't manage to counter, Claudette would unleash a hail of punches into the girl's face, specifically at her nose and eyes in an enraged attempt to handicap the girl's vision at least temporarily. She would also try to punch the girl right in the mouth for all the shit she was talking earlier...

For Layla's small stature she had quite a bit of fight in her, as it was shown as she struggled fiercly to get free from Claudette. But Layla stood no chance against the woman's sheer weight and size, and her struggles proved useless underneath her. Things would only get worse for her when she found both her arms pinned above her head, once again unable to free them. Then Claudette cocked her free fist back, And Layla's eyes widened, fear growing in the pit of her stomach.

"No!" she screamed as the first of manay punches landed. She cried out in pain as each one struck her face, each one dazing and dmaging her. A black eye began to form on her right eye, and blood began to drip from one of her nostrils. And as Claudette punched her in the mouth, blood began to drip from the side of her mouth. She was helpless under the merciless assault.

Each smacking sound of fist to face sent a chill of satisfaction up the Valkyrie's spine. She was going to make Layla damn sorry she didn't finish her while she had the chance. "Say something now!" Claudette demanded with a punch aimed right for the black eye that was forming. If the punch hit, she would then move her leg, pulling it back as to send a vicious knee right into Layla's sex in a retributive low blow. If all of her remaining attacks landed, she would then signal for the referee to begin counting Layla's shoulders down. Claudette would put one hand to Layla's bloody face, pushing it to hold it down while her other hand continued to secure Layla's arms and Claudette's body weight would remain on the girl's chest

"UGH!" Layla cried after that final punch to her eye, which by now had begun to blacken and swell quite nicely. The barrage of punches had left her face a complete mess, with blood continuing to drip from her nose and mouth. Despite the brutality, it was nothing new to Layla. She had been beaten bloody by bullies more times than she had fingers.

Dazed by the punches, Layla didn't notice Claudette rearing her leg back until it smashed full force into her crotch. "GAAAAHHHH!!!" Layla screamed. The pain certainly brought her clawing back to reality. She whimpered from the blow, a single tear trailing down her cheek before Claudette covered her face with her hand, trapping her in the pin.

"One!" the referee shouted.

The Valkyrie turned Layla's face to the side and then pressed her forearm to it while her other hand squeezed at Layla's wrists to reaffirm that she was in control of them. She arched her back to spread more weight down on Layla's chest and nodded. She was satisfied now that she had regained control of the match and was in the controlling position.

"Two!" the ref called.

Claudette watched her whimpering foe closely, unable to deny that she was impressed with the resistance the Valkyrie had met so far, if she had been fighting this match blindfolded, she would have sworn she was facing more than one girl. Claudette had to be thankful, though, that Layla had let her out of the earlier hold that would have forced Claudette's submission for sure...