SS '14 Hawk and Lioness Vs. Silver Ace and Valley Doll

"Fine."

Since Jocelyn asked so nicely, Valley obliged - she let the scissor go, freeing up Jocelyn leg. But she didn't stop there. Plans were starting to form, and the first order of business was shutting this bitch up. She'd spoken enough trash to last a lifetime.

She fell on her back and swung her legs around in a rising windmill, flipping up off her back and landing on her feet in one, smooth motion. She was off again only a scant second after she touched, but instead of following up with a kick or a grab or something from her usual toolkit, she settled for something more brutal - she simply grabbed Jocelyn by the hair with both hands, jerked hard and pulled her off of the ropes, slamming her flat on her back. "Say something else."

Jocelyn was in an awkward position in an almost push up stance from her spot against the middle rope. When Valley let go, she needed to readjust before she could stand up and stand up before she could move around and move around before she could attack.

By the time she had completed steps one and two, she felt the tight grip on her hair and yelled as she was slammed back first into the canvas, the mat rattling as she hit. Jocelyn arched her back and glared at Valley Doll.

Still, the Chistralian vixen just couldn't help herself. At Valley's taunt, Jocelyn's mouth opened up. She wasn't even TRYING to talk shit. It just spilled out.

"I rooted yer mum."

Still talking. Good. Every word was like fuel to Valley. The more she talked, the more Valley wanted her to shut up, and the more she felt justified in pulling that off. It felt good, going at her like this, making her pay for every word she spoke. Making her feel what Ace had felt - maybe even worse. It was against everything she'd ever learned about with the spirit of competition and fair play, but it felt good.

She hated that she liked it so much. And that just made her hate Jocelyn even more.

Valley replied to Jocelyn with her foot - more precisely, she stepped right on Jocelyn's stomach as she ran over her, dashing towards the ropes and leaping up for a springboard moonsault - but instead of coming down on Jocelyn with a splash, she did a complete backflip, sticking the landing with both feet right into Jocelyn's chest.

"Say something else." She kept the emotion out of her voice, so much that she barely recognized it herself. She was focused. Every thought centered on giving Jocelyn all the pain she deserved.

Jocelyn smirked until Vaelky drove her heavy boot into the Chistralian's chest. "Ugh!"

Jocelyn rubbed her chest as Valley ran off. Jocelyn was slow to get up, pushing to her elbows until she saw the shadow and Valley's pink clad body soon after.

" UGGGGHHH!"

Jocelyn felt the crushing impact on her ribcage.she sucked a deep breath in as valley pressed herself onto the Chistralian.The words came again and Jocelyn couldnt smile in defiance. It didnt mean she had run out of words.

"Rooted yer pops too."

The crowd collectively winced at the impact, as 138 pounds of crushing blonde fury dropped on Jocelyn's chest. Valley hadn't used a move like that in a long time - typically, she kept that sort of thing reserved for the heaviest opponents, the ones that she needed to deal heavy damage for real results. Not something she would do with anyone even near her size. But Jocelyn was a special case, so she'd be getting special treatment.

She jumped off the punk's chest and shook her head as another taunt spewed out, almost as if they came to Jocelyn naturally, like breathing. She probably could have gone for a three-count right then and there, and her reflexes almost made her do it. Instead, she reached down and grabbed Jocelyn by the hair, yanking her up to her feet with hard tugs. She wasn't done yet. Not just yet.

She got behind Jocelyn, put her head under the smaller girl's shoulder, and lifted her light frame up by the legs, spreading them. Valley put some extra heft into the lift with her legs and back, got Jocelyn as high as she could, and dropped her hard into a sit right on the top of the turnbuckle, groin first, targeting the same spot she'd started going for at the start of the match. She held her there for a moment and tried to hook her skinny legs under the top rope, looking to set up a tree of woe.

Jocelyn coughed and sputtered when Valley stepped off her. She rolled onto her side and rubbed her chest taking deep breaths to test her ribs. They didn't feel cracked, thankfully.

Unfortunately she was at the mercy of the seasoned blonde. She screamed as she was tugged up by the hair, trying to resist and only burning her scalp more.

Jocelyn panted when she was released and grunted when she felt Valley push behind her. The Chistralian leaned against Valley as she was lifted up. She bit her lip as her legs were spread in a humiliating position and turned.

"FUUUUUUCKSHIT!"

Jocelyn screamed when her tailbone and pussy were punished further. She was draped over in the tree of woe. Her hands flopped and brushed against the mat. Her small chest heaved as sweat glistened abd dripped off her. Her Chinese dress slipped down to reveal smooth toned legs and a thin black thong covering her womanhood.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, she realized that her parents were watching this back at their hotel room. Her old friends and fans from Slamazons. Ace, of course. She knew they were seeing a side of her she hadn't shown them before. She'd never been this furious, this fired up, this set on just straight up hurting her opponents. She'd have to explain this time, and when that time came, there'd be a lot of shame.

But that would be later. For now, Valley just pushed it all back.

She took a few steps back as Jocelyn hung there in the tree of woe, on display for the whole world, camera flashes flickering all about. She reached the middle of the ring and took a moment to catch her breath, glancing Allison's way to try and read what she could from her. If anything.

She turned away and took off at ramming speed, running towards the corner and dropping down with a baseball slide to Jocelyn's constantly flapping jaw.

Jocelyn could only dangle as she watched Valley Doll step back and the ref begin to chastise Valley and begin a five count for the rope break.

It wouldn't be needed as Valley's boots crashed into Jocelyn's face, caterwauling her off the turnbuckle and flopping her onto Valley fora mmoment before she flopped off the older girl in a heap, groaning.

Valley tossed Jocelyn off like the trash she was, taking a second to look out into the audience. Some were clapping, just glad to see Jocelyn getting trashed as, others were awed by brutality, and there were more than a small handful of boos. Valley was walking the thin line between a fight and straight up torture, now, and while Jocelyn was a lot tougher than anyone her size had a right to be, she was reaching her limits. It was time to end her little wrestling lesson. Valley figured one more move would soften Jocelyn up enough and give Ace the recovery time she needed, and she had just the move for it.

She grabbed her by the ankles and flipped Jocelyn on her stomach, face flat on the mat. Stepping forward, she stood on the back of her legs and bent them up, hooking each of them around her legs for the start of a Romero special. Instead of grabbing her arms, though, Valley reached out and dug her fingers into Jocelyn's scalp, pulling back on it as she rocked on her back.

Her legs pushed up with their full power which Valley jerked down on Jocelyn's scalp and stretched her neck back, giving her a similar sort of pain to the kind Ace had experienced just a few minutes ago. The whole time, she looked between her and Allison, seeing what the woman would do when her own partner was in a similar situation.

Jocelyn panted against the mat, her eyes fluttering and a bit as some drool dripped from her lips and onto the canvas. Her heart beat in her chest, it was the only thing moving rapidly as Valley began to put her hold onto the Chistralian.

"Hrnnngh!"

Jocelyn grunted when her hair was tugged but as she was put in the surfboard, she cried out in pain, her neck, legs and back painfully stretched as she was humiliatingly put on display.

"Haaaaaaaanghaah!"

Jocelyn wailed and screamed. She shut her eyes and flailed her arms.The pain was intense. The ref asked for Jocelyn's submission and she shook her head. She spat out a growling no.

"FUCK OFF!"

The Chistrian's eyes shot open and screwed around, searching for anythibg tbat could help. Valley's submission was tough and without help, she'd probably have tapped if she was in the middle of the ring.

But she wasn't. Valley and Jocelyn were still close to Valley's corner and Jocelyn reached out her hand, straining through the pain to try and curl her fingers around the ropes.