Emily Nelson vs Mistress Isabelle (Completed)

Though her knees were still huting from Isabelle's strikes, Emily wasn't going to let those slow her down. Staggering up to her feet, she moved after Isabelle as the German slumped against the ropes. Moving towards her, Emily would send two hard rights into Isabelle's abdomen, hoping that this would be enough to keep her stunned. Then, as a follow up, she would grab Isabelle's head, turn and run forwards, dropping down to ram her face-first into the mat with a bulldog.

Isabelle suddenly felt Emily's rights connect with her abdomen. They didn't knock the wind out of her, but they did have an impact. After the hits connected, she felt her head wrapped in Emily's arm. Finding herself in a running motion, being pulled by Emily, she quickly anticipated Emily's attempted offensive maneuver. Rather than falling with the bulldog attempt, she reversed it. She pushed off on Emily's back, sending her into the ropes.

Having to quickly decide what to do next, she would attempt a basic arm-drag into a grounded armbar upon Emily's return. The armbar, if successful, would see Emily on her back with her right arm between Isabelle's legs. She would then pull the arm while squeezing with her thighs, with her ankles crossed. If successfully pulled off, she would attempt to go for the submission, or at least wear her down as much as possible.

Emily was about to whip Isabelle across the ring when the crafty German reversed the move, whipping her into the ropes. The next thing Emily knew, she was on her back, with her arm being pulled and twisted tightly between Isabelle's thighs.

"AGH...fffeck...." she hissed, not wanting to give Isabelle the satisfaction of hearing her cry out in pain. Shutting her eyes as she felt pain explode in her shoulder and upper arm, she clenched her teeth, pressed her boots against the mat, and pushed off, hoping to roll over onto her front and roll Isabelle with her. While this would hurt her arm like hell, it would also force Isabelle onto her front, and allow Emily to roll over and force Isabelle's ankles to fold under her body. Hopefully, she would be able to fold Isabelle's legs painfully while using her free arm to send a punch into Isabelle's back, to soften her up a little more.

Of course, if none of this worked, then hopefully the resulting movement would leave Emily close enough to snag a boot over the ropes and make Isabelle release her.

Confident that her armbar would be effective, she suddenly witnessed a crafty reverse attempt from her opponent. Rolled onto her stomach during the reversal, Isabelle quickly realized that she wouldn't be able to effectively apply the armbar any longer. Releasing Emily's arm, Isabelle got on her hands and knees, aiming a right elbow to try and connect with any part of Emily that it could, hoping to allow her to get onto her feet unscathed.

Emily gasped as she finally felt Isabelle release the armbar. Wincing as she rotated her shoulder, she got up to her knees. Once again, though, Isabelle was one step ahead of her, sending an elbow hard into her hurting shoulder.

"AGH!" she cried, clutching her shoulder. Gritting her teeth, she struck back while Isabelle's back was exposed, sending a hard fist between her shoulder blades before rolling away to the ropes.

Isabelle wouldn't get to her feet without due punishment as she felt a stiff blow connect with her back. The impact was enough to put her on her knees as she began favoring the impacted spot with her right arm.

"Ahh, fuck!" she screamed on her way down to her knees.

Still nursing her sore shoulder, Emily saw Isabelle go down to her knees. Not one to let the opportunity pass, Emily broke into a run, aiming to snag Isabelle's head and bulldog her hard into the mat

Unable to anticipate Emily's attack, Isabelle was victimized by a grounded bulldog. With her face being smashed into the canvas, her body went momentarily limp after she flipped onto her back. Her arms laying flat on the mat with one leg lightly stomping the mat, she raised her left hand up toward her forehead to favor the impacted area.

Breathing deeply, Emily brushed strands of her hair out of her face as she sat up. Isabelle was next to her, lying stunned on her back after being nailed by that bulldog. With the German now out of it, Emily decided it was time to put Isabelle in some holds of her own.

Gently rolling Isabelle onto her front, Emily leaned across her back, sliding her arms across her face and locking her hands at her forehead, pulling back sharply on her head, while at the same time scissoring her thighs around Isabelle's left arm. Holding her breath, Emily leaned back to put Isabelle in a crossface submission hold.

"Agggh!!" Isabelle was feeling the effects of the hold in which she was trapped. She desperately tried to pull her left arm out of Emily's scissored legs, but to no avail. At the same time, she slapped at Emily's locked hands before waving her right hand around in the air, looking for the ropes. Realizing that the ropes were a lengthy crawl away from her, she decided to try to get up on her knees. If she could get on her knees, she would attempt to shift her body to enable her to use the arm opposite Emily to grab hold of her. If she could grab her after shifting her position, still with her arm and head trapped, she would attempt to roll her in somewhat of a modified, grounded side suplex, which would be more of a roll. If she couldn't escape the hold this way, she would attempt to crawl toward the ropes to at least get her free hand or one of her feet on the rope.