John Mitchel vs Eagle Miyasaka: John’s Re-Debut!

John grinned, eager to lock Eagle into his scissors, ready to use his powerful legs to try to crush the girl, using his legs to choke her out. But before John had a chance to do that, he felt hands grabbing his balls through his shorts, squeezing and clawing at his balls! “GAAH FUCK! GET OFF!”

John shouted out in rage, trying to grab her wrist and pry her off, but her grip was tight! Finally, John lifted up his booted foot and slammed it down, trying to stomp all over Eagle, hoping that would drive her off!

Eagle doesnt want to get caught in his hold at all and really need to turn this match around so she could kick his fucking huge ass. As the silver haired woman reaching out to grab onto his crotch, feeling his bit tough nuts being squeeze and hearing him shouting out loud from the nut crushing and he desperately himself bringing down his foot to stomping down all over of Eagle, which she screaming out from the pain. "Gahhh fucker, FUCKER!"

She quickly let go and rolling away from him, panting from the pain on her body as she tries to get up onto her feet, groaning while her body aching from repeated stomping. "ugh, the hell, I am going to rip that balls what you call yourself a man!" She yell at him while shes trying to regain her strength and focus, slowly pushing herself up against the ropes, against the cage wall, not that tired but she was taking multiple stomps repeatedly, she wait for him to get up to his feet while recovering the best she can, hoping that he would get up on time before she would attempt to running toward her, aiming to ram her shoulder into his guts and going to push him towards to the cage wall.

Johnâ€s face was red as he held his crotch, feeling a burning pain in his balls from her evil not scrambler. The pain was intense, but he had felt worse in his life. He just had to gamble that his big booted stomps to her head would have dazed her more than he was weakened. Slowly, John made his way to his feet, watching his opponent.

Soon, she charged at him, shouting as she did. John had to react fast. “IF YOUR GOING TO INSULT ME…!” John shouted, just as he swung around his arms and tried to grab Eagleâ€s shoulder and her hair, trying to use raw strength to hold her from slamming into him. “AT LEAST GET YOUR PRONOUNS RIGHT AND [size=150:g5ma1qg8]CONJUGATE YOUR [size=200:g5ma1qg8]VERBS!!!” As he shouted ‘verbs,†he shoved the girl back. He wasnâ€t able to do anything dramatic, but he hoped he could shove her away and onto her back.

Eagle getting gotta handed to this John guy for doing fairly good job keeping her on the ropes but not for too long before she got up still struggling to recover after repeatedly being stomped down all over her, she wanted to show that she isnt never, ever going easy on any opponents she faces, even she only been here for short period of time, regardless she wanted to kick some ass and show shes not afraid of any chances especially against this man in the steel cage where blood can spill by simply throwing one another against the cold, caged walls.

She quickly rushes at him as soon as he gets up and while both was shouting at each other, his words were louder that she can hear him before her hair was grabbed and pulling onto her scalp nearly making her yelping at the pain quickly reaching up to grab onto his wrist, biting down her teeth with the angry silver-gray eyes glaring at him before yanking her backward to throw her down to the mat, she tried though, attempting to kick her foot up aiming between his legs before she goes down on the mat unless her foot misses her target. "Fuck!"

John had had many low blows before. When the rules forbade it, he usually took it as an insult. If it was permitted, he never begrudged his opponent. You have to do what you have to do. John doesnâ€t go that route…usually…but he can understand why someone would. “Why donâ€t you just stop shouting and enjoy the match?” John finally said in an exasperated tone, panting as he finally shoved the girl off of hm.

Just as John shoved her forward so she would land on her back, a very simple delaying tactic and not really an attack, he felt a kick slam into his balls. John let out another shout and crumbled down to one knee, holding his hurt package.

Just as Eagle being pulled back down to the mat her foot was able to swing up and kicking squarely right to John's crotch, she smirk right after her foot was able to connect smack to his balls but same time not happy with her back hitting the mat with a loud thud like that. "Unnnnn.... I'll enjoy the match when I kick your ass.... all over the place!"

Grunting on the mat from such impact slam to her back, but seeing him getting down to his knee, it look like a perfect chance to catch him into her hold, one way or another as she grunt again to pushes herself close to John while using her legs hoping to catch his head between them, coiling around his neck like a python to squeeze and suck the air out of him. "Hurngh!"

John was still in a lot of pain from the ball shot, the pain was pretty intense. She had to do what she had to do, but dam it hurt. So, when she came over to get him in the hold, John wasnâ€t able to stop her right away. “Nggg….dam…” John grunted as her soft legs wrapped around her throat, choking him and making him couch.

John struggled to do something, he knew this hold could be effective but it was also easily countered. He brought his hands up, hitting her legs, whacking his fists up and down her body to hurt her. After a moment, though, he brought his legs up to her thighs and tried to dig in in a thigh claw, hoping that will make her let go!

Eagle getting bit even with John and now, she slowly moving up closer to him while he got down on his knees, she latched her strong legs around his neck, squeezing the lift out of him, wanted him to struggle like a bitch he is. "Hurrgh!" But it was a short moment before his hands reaching out for her strong thighs and grabbing into his claw, squeezing it sharply painful. "Augh!"

Her legs tighten from the shock of pain before she slowly releasing the hold, she would try reaching out for his wrists to pull it off her legs, hopefully she could pry it off before she could get herself on her knees, panting a little and glaring at him with a bit of frustrations. "Damn, hurting my thighs you ass!" She tries to grabbing his head, using it to pull him up standing with her, hoping to sneak in an forearm smash across his cheek.