SS '12: Sarah Gatt vs Angel, Beach party match

Over and over again Sarah would drive her heavy punches into Angel's face, giving her head a nice pounding for a good old fashioned beatdown. This was what took Sarah back to her roots. It was as effective here as it was on the school yard years ago. And those were years spent developing some damn hard punches. Angel may have blocked a few of them but some still managed to get past her guard to batter her face up some more.

But Sarah was so focused on sneaking some punches past Angel's guard that she didn't notice what the Latina was doing with her legs until it was too late. "Urk!" Sarah gasped when she felt Angel's smooth taned legs catch her around the neck, immediately stopping her punches to try and pry those legs off, but instead with a surprised yelp they would be used to toss Sarah off of Angel. The Queen of Brawl would roll in the sand after being tossed off, and would come to a stop in a crouching position before Angel, hunched on all fours like an animal, grinning a feral grin.

Once she had thrown Sarah off, Angel sat up quick, grinning back at Sarah while climbing back up to her feet.

"You're not half bad!" She yelled at her. "I can see why you're the champ! Pity for you that ends tonight though, huh chica?"

Hunched in the sand after being unceremoniously tossed off of Angel Sarah wacthed as the girl scramble to her feet, and Sarah smirked in amusement. She would slowly rise to her feet as well, eyes locked on Angel, fists clenched in anticipation, and would stretch her neck side to side. "You haven't seen anything yet," Sarah chuckled to her challenger. She glanced off to the side where Nha and Sha were continuing to big what was turning out to be a pretty deep hole. Deep enough to fit a full grown person inside of. Sarah grinned in approval.

Then she would try to surprise Angel again by rushing her suddenly, and once she was close enough she would attempt to wrap her arms around Angel's waist then lift her clean off the ground. If Sarah managed that she would begin to squeeze immediately, the muslces in her arms bulging as she compressed Angel's spin in a brutal bearhug.

Angel was surprised as Sarah rushed across the sand towards her. It seemed that the champion had finally found her footing in the uneven ground. As she neared, Angel tried to step aside, from her head was still dazed from Sarah's brutal punches to it. Into the redhead's arms the Latina was lifted, letting out a loud cry as Sarah began to put on the pressure. She writhed in Sarah's grasp, her curvy body shaking as she felt the pressure on her spine.

Desperate to free from this hold, Angel reached up with one hand, trying to thumb Sarah hard in the eye in the hope that it would distract her enough that Angel could get free. Otherwise, well, she would be in trouble...

After spending some time fighting in the sand Sarah seemed to be having an easier time adapting to the odd battlefield, something even Sarah herself hadn't noticed yet, too focused on finding ways to turn Angel into a bloody pulp. Having an easier time traversing the sand Sarah's rush towards Angel would end up paying off, sweeping the Latina off her feet and crushing her in her strong arms with a bearhug. Sarah grinned as Angel let out her first cry of pain as a result of the submission, squeezing her harder against, crushing the very life out of her.

Perhaps Sarah would have trapped Angel's arms as well, then she probably wouldn't have gotten the painful thumb in the eye. "AAAAHH!!" Sarah screamed in agony, immediately releasing Angel from the bearhug. She stumbled away from her opponant clutching her eye, which was already watering up as a result of Angel's cheap manuever. "Fucking eye poking dirty ass slut!!!" the Queen of Brawl screamed, her current state leaving her quite vulnerable.

"Don't call me a slut!" Angel screamed back, advancing on the so-called queen as she stumbled off. Usually she didn't resort to such cheap tactics as the thumb to the eye, but this was a different situation. This opponent? With the title on the line? Oh yeah, Angel planned on resorting to doing whatever she had to do.

Her body was still in pain from the bearhug, even with the short duration that it had been held for, but Angel knew she couldn't let that distract her. Forcing her thoughts away from the pain she continued towards Sarah, trying to circle around behind her, where she would try one of her favorite tactics...throwing her arm around Sarah's neck, trying to work her into a simple, yet tight sleeperhold. If she could do this, she'd then start to pull down on Sarah, trying to bring the two them back down into the sand, where the Latina would let those long, sexy legs of her's try to work their way around the redhead's waist.

Temporarily blinded in one eye Sarah was far too focused on the pain to notice Angel coming up on her. The ref was already giving Angel the business for using such a tactic, not that it did Sarah any good now. The Queen of Brawl was not exactly against such tactics; most of them made up her arsenal, and it certainly kept fights interesting. None the less, she preferred to dish them out rather than take them. Angel was so going to pay as soon as her sight fully returned.

Waving her one arm while her other clutched her eye Sarah attempted to keep Angel at bay with her wild and blind swings. But unfirtunately this would turn out to be useless as the Latina steathlily circled behind her, and Sarah gasped in shock as the sleeper was applied on her. "Hurk!" Sarah grunted, immediately finding it harder to breath as Angel squeezed her throat. She would clutch at Angel`s arms, trying to pry them off, but could not stop the Latina from falling backwards. Now Sarah was in trouble, especially when Angel`s smooth legs wrapped around her waist. With no leverage and being squeezed in two holds Sarah could only gasp uselessly like a fish out of water, squriming and struggling to get out of this hold.

Angel yanked her arm tighter around Sarah's neck, trying to hold the sleeper even as Sarah squirmed around. Her legs tightened around Sarah's waist, like a pair of pythons constricting their prey. Angel wasn't expecting pair of simple holds to take out Sarah or anything, far from it. For now, she only wanted to try and wear her down as much as she possibly could, knowing the match between them was only getting started. She knew this match was only going to get more brutal from here on out, so she wanted to do everything she could to impair Sarah before things reached that point.

Even so, though, she couldn't help feel thrilled as Sarah struggled in her grasp. It felt damn good to have Sarah trapped like this, especially with her reputation and her past match history. Angel knew more than ever that she could take Sarah down, she just had to maintain this advantage and hope for the best.

Though...Angel's typical overconfidence and cockiness was starting to swell up as she held the struggling redhead. She grinned, not being able to control herself, leaning forward to whisper into Sarah's ear, her voice taking on it's usual sultry, teasing tone.

"Sarah, chica...why don't you just give up now, hmm~? You know you're not getting away from me like this, you may as well not even try..."

Sarah let out a strangled cry as Angel's legs tightened around her waist, compressing her ribs while the very life was choked out of her. Sarah's struggling and squirming was getting her nowhere. If anything she was just wearing herself out more and more. The Queen of Brawl was getting weaker by the second. Sarah couldn't beleive the postion she found herself in. It was humiliating for the AFWs most feared wrestler to be wrapped up in the Latina's clutches like some second rate rookie. It was expecially infuriating when Angel whispered huskily in her ear, urging her to give up. Sarah grit her teeth in frustration. No way was she going down like this.

Since prying Angel's arms off seemed to be doing her no good Sarah would try something else. She would begin to feel around blindly in the sand around the two of them, trying to grasp something that might get her out of this situation. After a moment of fruitless searching Sarah would finally be able to grab hold of something; the handle of a empty sand pail.

Sarah managed to grin despite her postion, and without further ado would swing the pail over her shoulder, hoping to collide it with Angel's face.

The cheap plastic of the child's sand pail went swinging over Sarah's shoulder, colliding head-on with Angel's face before the Latina had much time to realise what was happening. It slammed into her face with a dull thudding sound, her head jerking to the side as it struck her. Her arm came somewhat loose from Sarah as this happened, the sleeper easing up some, though her legs remained fairly tight around the redhead. Angel groaned, and quickly tried to tighten her arm back up around the champion's neck.