Speed Ticket or Handcuff match: Brenna vs Ise

"Now that's the attitude."
Brenna was obviously not in the mood to get bulldozed and Ise found herself in a wicked sleeper hold which also strained her back as was bended a little bit backward, feeling a pain shoot through her back from the lack of in ring experience in the last years.

"...Nhh..."
One of her hands went to the hold in another ring rust experience in a try to break it, and in her best days she would have probably tried it, but in this instance she would really unceremoniously try to use their close reach to the ropes to force a break by use of the grab of a rope.

Brenna grunted in frustration as Ise reached out for the ropes, signalling for the break. The blonde fighter reluctantly let go.

Before Ise could fully recover, Brenna would reach behind and grab the corner post, using it to lift herself up a little and fire a quick, two-footed kick at her big opponent. As well as balance, the corner would give her some extra push, so she could put two fairly hefty boots into the policewomanâ€s back.

She had not excepted that Brenna would do a dirty attack on her from her first impression. Ise rather thought she had got rid of the girl on her back in a controlled and kind of cool fashion and even got a frustrated grunt out of her, so she was hit with the force of a steam hammer when Brenna kicked her in the back with both of her legs, causing her to take a few fast steps to avoid falling face first in the middle of the ring and instead come down on the knees instead of the face, holding her back with a hand.

"GAAH!!"
The crowd meanwhile had their first oohh moment with the cop down on the knees.

Brenna was relieved to see her kick connect with Iseâ€s back, sending the bigger girl stumbling forwards, mainly because it meant she wouldnâ€t be cornered by her muscular opponent.

Sheâ€d been worried this might turn out to be a squash match, but Brenna was pleasantly surprised at her start. The crowd reaction seemed to suggest they felt the same, too.

Confidence building, Brenna advanced out of the corner, towards the kneeling policewoman.

“Hope Iâ€m not in trouble for resisting arrest…” she grinned. Brenna would reach down and grab Iseâ€s hand where it was pressed to her hurt back. She would move to grab the other wrist, too, pulling both of her foeâ€s arms behind her, simultaneously placing a white boot between Iseâ€s shoulders.

Brenna would look to lock Ise in a kneeling surfboard stretch, yanking her arms painfully backwards.

Problems did not get any less for Ise when she was kneeling in the middle of the ring, getting bended slightly backward when her wrists were grabbed and pulled backward.
"...Nnhh..."
Her surprise and controlled demeanor were gone now all at once with Brenna taking a more direct approach now but still attacked her back.

"We'll see about the...punishment for the violation!"
Trying to bring her veteran skills into play, she would try to grab the wrists of her opponent in retaliation so that she could not get away before she would bend forward quickly to swing Brenna head first over her own body, also trying keeping a hold at her wrists to hinder her from breaking her fall with the arms.

In Brennaâ€s rookie overconfidence she had failed to secure the rest of Ise before grabbing her arms. She didnâ€t realise her mistake until she felt the grip tighten on her own arms, and her body begin to leave the mat.

“Whuggh- nghh!!” Brenna cried out in surprise as she was flung forwards, before slamming down painfully, unable to even break her fall.

The blonde lay there, dazed by the disorienting smash. She was a little embarrassed at the reversal, but mainly just stunned by the jarring throw, flat out on the mat and at the mercy of the bigger girl.

"...Ack..."
The cop made low rumbling sound when she heard the girl crashing face first on the floor, slowly rising until she stepped over the wrestler on the mat, arranging one of her gloves who had been shifted from her arms getting bended backward.

"That really hurt. Let's see if you can handle pain as well as dishing it out."
Ise had a confident smirk on her face and her voice was filled with it, but she still held her back until taking a deep breath of air before attempting to put Brenna into good old fashioned camel clutch.

“That… did… really… hurt…” Brenna replied groggily, her head still ringing and her face numb from the calamitous crash to the canvas.

Ise even had time to catch her breath, as Brenna certainly wasnâ€t going anywhere in a hurry. The blonde gave a stoic grunt as she felt the bigger girl sit down on her back. She gulped; she was groggy, but still knew this wasnâ€t going to be good.

She felt embarrassingly helpless as gloved hands grasped her chin, pulling her back into a camel clutch. All Brenna could do was move her arms forwards, so they couldnâ€t be trapped by Iseâ€s thighs as per the deadliest version of the hold. The chin-lock still hurt though. A lot.

“Anghh!!” Brenna wailed, her cute features contorting into a grimace as her neck was yanked back. The Scots fighter was still fresh, and tough enough to avoid submitting at this point, but the pain was wearing her down, and Iseâ€s heavy body was pinning her firmly to the mat. All the agonised blonde could do was endure this pain while trying to collect her senses.

"Yeah, I know. The camel clutch is so 80s style. But how would the Iron Sheik probably say: Breaks their back and makes them humble."
Ise was having, in a funny voice, a little monologue or a conversation with the back of the head of Brenna, putting effort into the clutch but she kind of sensed that an action like the clutch was not really a good submission maneuver, even when the arms were locked in. Which they were not, so any thought of that quickly vanished.

"Let's see, what to do next? I am a little rusty in the ring, sorry about the delay. Ah, I know!"
She said as she would get off from the back of Brenna to attempt to pull her up to her feet and use her chinlock to let the girl crash backward for a back breaker.

“Ghngghh… ah‘ve no idea what you‘re on about, Grandma….” Brenna managed to grunt defiantly as she suffered in the camel clutch. “Iâ€m like, half your age…”

The searing pain in her spine notwithstanding, Brenna was concerned about the way Ise could dominate her so casually. It would be deeply humiliating if she wasnâ€t careful. That fear was making Brenna a bit more defiant than normal with her age jibes.

“ungh… take a rest, if you need to…” Brenna groaned as she felt Ise get up off her back, though secretly the blonde was pretty relieved that the pain had stopped.

That relief soon turned to panic as she felt herself being dragged up to her feet in the chinlock.

“Ngh! No!” she wailed.

Brenna would fire an elbow back into her attackerâ€s body, and desperately tried to kick out of the hold before she was pulled up off the mat entirely. If she couldnâ€t escape, she knew the back slam would be devastating.