Morgan Raine vs. Odessa Brock

Odessa managed to catch her opponent unawares, and, unable to hold up Odessaâ€s weight, Morgan fell over onto her side, locked tightly in the sleeper hold, unable to reach the ropes again to force the ebony beauty to let her go. Odessa felt her opponent pawing at her arms, obviously at the end of her tether, unable to break out of the hold. Victory was just seconds away.

“It was a well-fought match, darling,” Odessa would say, as she felt her opponent give in, submitting to the inevitability of Odessaâ€s victory and passing out in the tight sleeper.

Once Morgan had passed out and the bell had rung to signal her victory, Odessa would let go of her opponentâ€s neck, letting the flow of air resume to her opponentâ€s lungs. Hopefully, it wouldnâ€t take too long for Morgan to wake up. Odessa played to win, but she was merciful, and she didnâ€t want Morgan to stay out for any longer than she had to. “Wake up, darling…” she would purr, brushing a hand across Morganâ€s cheek. “Letâ€s make sure you get backstage safely, okay?”

Odessa would then gather her foe up and stand up with Morgan over her shoulder, carrying her back up the ramp and backstage.