Cecilia Northman vs Alyssa Blank - Submission Showdown

So, things were going well until that moment. Alyssa learned a valuable lesson, karma tended to hit her the hardest when she tried to stick it in somebody's butt or when she bridged. She'd have to remember that somehow. Well, hey. At least she was in a great position, even if she was currently suffocating. Her tongue was running across Cecilia's panty covered slit in a morbid sexual frenzy until a hammer blow was dealt to her stomach.

At this point, she wasn't so keen on having her face getting crushed by such a delightful rear.

Now... Well, now she was trying to bite and gouge at Cecilia with ferocious anger. She thrashed and roared, violence replacing lust in her mind as her composure slipped. Destruction was also art, in its own way. She'd show Morgan how to really demolish somebody.

" Oow!!" Cecilia let out as she felt the girl bite down upon her, painfully those teeth dug into the blond beauty which caused her to quickly push away and attempt to roll away from her foe. This Alyssa was much like a wild beast so far, though it wasn't the first time the blond beauty had fought someone like that. She knew how to handle that kind after all...

After rolling away from Alyssa, the blond beauty would quickly try and kick away her pants which hung around her ankles and following it she'd move up to her feet. Standing now in just her boots, white panties, her top and jacket. Oh! And gloves.

Not that it mattered to much to the blond beauty. Now she hat least knew what she was up against, and she'd gotten in a few good hits on her foe. " Well aren't you feisty." Cecilia let out, a wide grin growing on her lips " I like that." She'd let out as she'd gesture for Alyssa to come at her.

The Bomber scrabbled to her feet, briefly holding her stomach as she leaned back against the ropes and glared at the blond. Okay, that took a lot out of her. Fair to say that her legs were also going to be shot for a while. That said, she wasn't anywhere near done yet. Mimicking her partner's gestures, Alyssa slammed her fists together as she growled.

"Remember this? You'll be ending up like your sister!" She almost screamed, her heartbeat pounding as she took a shaky step forward. With clenched teeth, she forced herself to take another step. This time, it was more firm. The coitus would have to wait. Right here, right now, there was some real fighting to be had.

"COME ON! BRING IT, GOLDIE!"

When the two of them were back up on their feet and Cecilia got to hear Alyssa let out those words of her, the blond could grit her teeth, her face visibly twisting into anger as she glared at the dark haired girl. Cecilia took a step forward as well, eying Alyssa as the girl let out that shout. There was no way that the blond beauty was gonna hold anything back anymore, she was gonna do all she could to take down The Bomber.

The Berserker would take a step forward before attempting to move in, rushing towards Alyssa as she'd attempt and throw a right hook straight towards Alyssa's face, though it was nothing but a fake, instead she'd try and shoot up her right leg and attempt to catch Alyssa with a strong kick to her side, hopefully it would stun Alyssa long enough for the blond to follow up with something bigger.

Alyssa had done what she had planned. It was a shitty plan, but at least that worked out. Now the next part was surviving the next few seconds. That, she came to realize, was a lot harder than she previously thought.

The Bomber had steeled herself to try and catch the right arm, but she didn't quite forsee that it was a feint. As such, the Erotic Terrorist roared in pain when she got nailed full in the side with a kick. That'd leave a nasty bruise, to say the least. She lost her footing, only barely managing to catch herself against the ropes as she let out a pained breath. Shit, her legs were real bad right now. If she couldn't recover, Cecilia would start tenderizing her!

"You... You think dear little Belinda got worked over this hard?" She panted, sweat starting to bead on her forehead as she continued to taunt the Berserker. Yeah, she was starting to learn why her opponent was called that.

After her strong kick hit with a powerful impact against the side of the crazy foe of hers, the blond beauty would bring her foot down against the mat and use it to try and push off of the mat to rush forward towards Alyssa as the girl caught herself on the ropes. Cecilia wouldn't stop though as she'd fore-go listening to anymore of Alyssa's provocations and instead just go forward with attempting to kick the girl's ass as hard as she could.

She quickly stepped against the mat with as much force as she could, launching herself forward like a charging bull towards Alyssa as she attempted to go down low and proceed to try and ram her shoulder right up against Alyssa's stomach, trying to hit the girl with a powerful spear. Cecilia attempted to hit the girl with so much force that she'd try and take Alyssa out through the ropes and have them crash down outside of the ring.

Alyssa would've put her knee up, but she didn't even think she could manage that at the moment. All she could do was try and relax her body as much as she could to reduce the damage of the impact. Like a leaf blowing in the wind, she got sent flying out along with Cecilia as the blonde beauty speared her. As she fell, her only thought was how much this sucked.

And then, pain. Not blackness, but close to it.

"F- ffff...." She coughed, her arms waving limply as she tried to turn over. No, she couldn't even do that right now. This wasn't the artful display she was planning on, not in the least. But she was down and almost out. If Cecilia pressed the attack, and she knew the Berserker would, there was no hope there. That is, unless she could do one last thing to keep herself in the game.

Her hands clenched weakly. It wasn't much, but it could give her time to recover. Pain wouldn't stop the beauty, not in the least. But even the angriest people couldn't ignore their bodily structure betraying them. Alyssa breathed in slowly, trying to recover as much strength as she could for this last ditch effort.

The risky move had paid off quite well, as Cecilia's shoulder dug into Alyssa's gut and forced the two beautiful women out of the ring. The sickening sound of impact that came from the two of them crashing against the barley padded floor caused the crowd to wince in sympathy. Cecilia herself was in a bit of pain after that fall, but she was certain it was nowhere near what Alyssa was going through and she was banking on that fact as she started to push herself up off the girl.

The Berserker would start to move herself up to her hands and knees and then push herself up to her knees, half straddling Alyssa as she did. Following which the blond would attempt to grab a handful of Alyssa's hair and attempt to lift the girl up to her feet as she herself would try and rise. Cecilia's attempt was to get the two of them to stand face to face and then proceed to try and press her advantage, attempting to shoot her leg up and try to knee Alyssa in the stomach to stun the girl.

Following that the blond would try move one hand in between Alyssa's legs, teasingly sliding it across the girl's sex and up to the girl's rear, cupping it firmly as her other hand would try and snake it's way around her shoulders. Following which the blond would proceed to try and lift Alyssa up into the air, twisting her upside down as she scooped the girl up. " This is really gonna hurt." Cecilia would let out with a wide grin on her face, before she'd attempt and throw Alyssa down hard against the floor with a mighty powerslam.

It was hard being pretty, especially when an even sexier, stronger woman was beating the tar out of her. That said, Alyssa was totally into this. If this wasn't a match, she'd be a lot happier with the part where her whole body was throbbing and hot. Sexy terrorism was not an easy job, she'd tell anybody that.

An extra knee to the gut reinforced that fact. As she crumpled again, she could vaguely feel the sensation of being lifted into the air. Aw, shit. It was now or never.

Alyssa started twisting in Cecilia's grasp, trying to loosen the grip on her as she was scooped up. For this to work, she had to land on her feet, not on her back. Like a fish out of water, she flopped with all her might. All she had to do was get her legs free, and hope she didn't crumple the moment she landed on the ground.

"Come on, come on! Set the charges doooown!" She roared, bursting with one last effort to escape before she got slammed.

The plan was simple. Get face to face with Cecilia, and pull off her signature ear clap. Excessively angry people could no sell pepper spray and tasers, but even they needed their vestibular systems intact to remain on their feet. This move was going to disrupt Cecilia's balance for a few seconds, enough that a simple push would be like a battering ram to her opponent. Alyssa didn't know if she had the power left to do it, but she was going to try and knock the blonde beauty down with that move.

As she raised Alyssa up high into the air and got ready to drop the girl down hard upon the barley padded floor beneath them, it seemed as if Alyssa had other plans for her. As before Cecilia had the chance to slam her down and bring a new world of hurt upon that frame of the girl's. She managed to slip out of the grasp which the Queen held her in, and before long the two of them stood face to face.

Cecilia's eyes widened a bit at how quickly and well Alyssa had managed to get out of her hold and essentially reversed it. With the girl down on her feet and shouting out what she did, the blond would attempt to raise her arms up as a standard orthodox boxing guard to protect herself. When those arms came up at her and smacked against her hopefully her own arms would protect her from it and keep her from getting a nasty ringing in her ears.

If she could protect herself from that Cecilia would swiftly try and step forward and try to shoot her head towards Alyssa, attempting to smack her head hard against Alyssa's for a painful full powered headbutt!