Cassie Elliot Vs. Bunny Bomber

Bunny let out an annoyed grunt as Cassie slipped her arm up, stopping her sleeper from getting any kind of a hold. She tried to struggling with Cassie, but the girl managed to force the model's arm around, then slip one of her legs around one of Bunny's own fishnet covered legs. The next thing she knew, Cassie had slung her down to the mat. Bunny hit the canvas hard, quickly trying to roll over and start pushing herself back up, worry starting to fill her mind. Cassie was standing right there and being ground against the girl was not somewhere that Bunny wanted to be.

Cassie felt a wave of relief with the bigger girl down. Being nearly splattered all over the ring by a girl with a bunny suit and a German suplex was enough to make her heart race, but she was okay now.

She leapt on Bunny's back as she started to get up and wrapped her legs around the girl's waist. She grabbed hold of her head and yanked back to topple the model onto her butt, and then she had to work to reach around and slip her arm in front of Bunny's face, just under her chin. She clasped her hands and arched her back to bend Bunny back into a dragon sleeper.

Try as she might, Bunny wasn't getting back up anytime soon. Cassie dropped down onto her, and would have flattened her back to the mat if it wasn't for the sudden jerking back of her head. Onto her firm butt Bunny fell, her hands quickly reaching towards Cassie's legs, trying to grab them to keep them from growing too tight around her waist.

At the same time, the model's head suddenly was pulled backwards. She looked up at Cassie with wide eyes, until the girl's arm slipped around, locking around her chin, trapping the surprised bunny girl in the dragon sleeper.

"Dammit!" came a struggled cry from Bunny as she was bent backwards, feeling Cassie's hold tightening around her. Her back burned as it was bent, a feeling that Bunny hated. Cassie was making her look like a total chump. She wasn't going to sit there and take it. She was going to get back in control of this match, no matter what she had to do to make it so.

Her hands came up, grabbing at Cassie's arm, trying to tug and pull on it, trying to keep the hold from growing too tight as she began to consider her best way out of this position.

Cassie's whole body strained, pushing with her legs and her hips while her arms wrenched back on Bunny's neck. She was tiring, but she was relentless in her desire to make her opponent quit. She bent her neck back, choked off her air, but she wasn't done. She pressed her hands together, palm to palm, and pushed to one side, simultaneously tightening the choke and twisting Bunny's neck. With Bunny's head at an off angle, the pressure on her neck could only inflict more pain.

The noise from the crowd intensified as the little Canadian contorted the voluptuous Bunny-girl in increasingly painful ways.

Bunny grit her teeth, growling and moaning as Cassie bent her back harder, wrenching her neck with all she had. It hurt, and Bunny could feel her air supply getting cut off again, but she still wasn't going to submit. Not like this, no way. She was too stubborn, and too angry at Cassie to give in now.

But then, the crowd grew louder, as Cassie gave Bunny's neck a sudden sharper twist the side, forcing the woman to cry out a muffled cry, a sound of utmost pain and suffering. She needed to do something, and fast, before she flat-out passed out in the smaller girl's hold.

Her arms were still free, and Bunny was counting on that to help her escape. Lifting one of her arms, her good one, she suddenly drove it straight back towards Cassie, trying to drive a sharp elbow into the girl's ribs. Then another would follow, and another, the model hoping she could rattle Cassie enough to break her focus and to loosen up the hold.

Cassie grunted with each elbow that landed to her ribs. Bunny was nothing if not stubborn, and seeing that she wasn't going to make her quit right then and there Cassie gave her arms and legs a much needed break.

She unwrapped her legs and stood up, bringing Bunny up with her but keeping her bent over backwards. Then she dropped down sharply and slammed the back of Bunny's neck down over her knee.

Bunny was slowly brought back up to her feet, her arms flailing as Cassie and herself were both stood up. She was glad to be free of the hold of her legs, but she was still stuck in that awful dragon sleeper.

Stuck for just a moment though, as Cassie suddenly dropped back down, slamming Bunny's neck hard against her knee. With a loud scream, Bunny jerked up, then dropped back to the mat. She curled up at Cassie's feet, grabbing her neck with both hands in pain, as soft mews and moans came through her lips. Once again, Cassie had put Bunny into her place, and not for the first time the model was wondering if she had any chance of actually turning this around.

Cassie knew better than to let up before it was over. She shoved Bunny over onto her stomach and straddled her, sitting down on the dip of her lower back with her feet out in front on either side of Bunny's shoulders. She reached down to lace her fingers over Bunny's face, and rowed back, lifting her upper body off the mat while she bent her back.

She let the model's pretty face turn to the side, and she leaned back at an angle so as to wrench on her neck at a horrid angle. She was sure she'd quit. She could barely stand to watch it herself, and yet she pulled with her whole body and all of her strength to break the girl.

Without giving her even a moment's rest, Cassie pushed Bunny onto her stomach, the larger woman lying facedown on the mat. Her long, soft hair sprawled out to each side of her, framing her head neatly as she lay there, letting Cassie easily straddle atop of her. She knew she was in trouble, but she couldn't just lie there and let Cassie start to work her over again.

Even as Cassie grabbed for her face, pulling her back into the hold, twisting her neck at the awkward, painful angle, Bunny would try to fight back. Despite the immense, great pain surging through her neck, she had to fight back, she had to break the hold this time.

She moaned, groaned, and whimpered as Cassie pulled her back, stretching her into the hold, but she tried to shove the pain away, tried to withstand it while she tried to summon what inner strength she could. She reached down, placing her hands against the mat to brace herself, then she would try to push up, trying to buck her body to the side. She wanted to get Cassie off, to throw the girl off of herself, and couldn't really think of any other way to do it.

Cassie watched Bunny carefully from her perch on her back. Bunny was obviously in pain, and she clearly was not very good at defending herself, so all Cassie needed to do was stay put and make sure Bunny didn't find a way to squirm free. Eventually, she'd have had enough and give up.

Bunny put her hands down and Cassie anticipated which direction she was going to go to throw the little Canadian off. She grabbed Bunny's chin and the back of her head and when Bunny tried to twist her body she gave her head a sharp twist in the opposite direction to stop her.