Jessica Wright vs. Freia Kagami

This was all getting rather hairy. A kick sliced in and Jessica dodged it just in time. She knew that if she had mistimed it by even one second she had a very serious risk of being knocked out. Freia was a cornered animal, and Jessica knew those were the most dangerous kind. The beauty had quite a bit of muscle and Jessica did not want to underestimate that.

So Jessica dropped Freia's foot like a bad habit and backed away. She kept her eyes forward on the white haired beauty the whole time. This was her chance for a fresh start to this little match. Jessica had never favored her ground game anyways, so she sought to earn herself a little distance and crouch into her wrestling stance.

Freia was quickly released and she soon tired to crawl away a bit from jessica, attempting to move upwards towards her feet, bouncing slightly on her feet to find the best position to stand after what she had just been through.

The white haired beauty shook her head and then brought a hand up to flick back some of her long white hair behind her shoulder..." Hmph...looks like this will be a lot more troublesome than I though. No worries, I'll make sure to have you crying out like a newborn when I'm done with you." Freia let out, her tonge moving out to lick her lips in anticipation of the act she had planned for Jessica.

Jessica didn't trust this white haired woman. Most girls were easy to read, especially inexperienced ones, but this beauty seemed like she was always scheming, always looking for an in. Part of her wanted to deny Freia that tiny little mental advantage and let the fallen Angel come to her.

But most of her said fuck that and barreled forward. Jessica stuck one of her strong shoulders as she surged forward and attempted to plow Freia into the mat with a simple clothesline!

Freia watched this mighty young girl who was filled with bravado and wanted to do her best to just shut the beautiful white haired woman up, however such tactics as what the Violent Violet was going for right now was something that the white haired beauty could easily counter, especially with how telegraphed the move was.

When Jessica came running in, Freia would wait until the last moment before she would attempt and drop down onto her side, ducking underneath the arm and attempting to snag her legs around Jessica's, attempting to trip the girl down. If she could do so she would keep her legs around Jessica's shin as she'd attempt and pull herself upwards, laying herself along Jessica's back and attempting to loop her arms in undernearth Jessica's chin in an attempt to look in a STF submission hold on the busty Jessica.

If she were being honest with herself, she should have seen it coming. Even attempting the move was just plain idiotic but Jessica felt as if she had to do something. Freia felt like she had to do something too and is it turned out her plan was far superior to the Violent Violet's. The white haired beauty pulled her counter off with nary a hitch to slow her down and soon Jessica was face down on the mat being put in a submission.

Sometimes, Jessica cursed her large chest. She was the only one who could put it on display as she was fully in control of her sexuality. The problem was when bitches like Freia decided that they were slick and could do shit like this, Jessica became upset as she was made into the subject of sexual schadenfreude. Her face showed signs of her pain as she closed her eyes and hoped all of this would go away.

it was a difficult situation to be sure...but the submission expert that Freia was she was more than capable of taking a hold of Jessica in this situation and lock in that tight STF submission, pulling back on the girl's head and neck as she held her trapped in a very effective hold....the game plan was to try and wear Jessica down as much as she could so that she could perhaps coax a submission out of the lovely violent violet.

At the moment it looked to be going rather well for Freia as she would pull back on Jessica even more, probably putting those large breasts of the violet haired woman on display even more which was evident by the amount of flashes from the crowd that came, camera phones snapping pictures left and right.

She had never been exposed at AFW before. Her nipple was near the edge of her wrestling outfit and Jessica could feel it slipping. She cursed Freia, cursed all the perverted scum in the audience, cursed herself. Nine days out of ten the Violent Violet had something only slightly less than murder in her heart and Jessica was really feeling the loathing now. Any woman who spends any amount of time wrestling has it happen to them, but Jessica really really really did not want it to happen here, not to this white haired bitch.

But there was only so much she could do. Freia cinched the hold in pretty tight and she was a bit of a submissions expert. Jessica was only an expert in the sphere of throws and that was not doing her much good at the moment. She did possess an immense strength. Her hand wrapped around Freia's arm and she began pulling. It was a bad angle, fine, but Jessica had no doubts in her arm.

Freiia was really going to town on Jessica right now and it wasn't as if she was trying to make the violent violet's breasts pop out of her top, though that wouldn't be completely unfortunate. For everyone that wasn't named Jessica Wright that was. Still Freia had a good hold locked in and had been for a good while now, while putting Jessica on display like this.

Still now it seemed as if Jessica was planning on fighting back, her arm went up and grabbed at the hand of the white wolf. Who cringed. Even in this hold the violet haired bitch was strong as fuck, something that annoyed Freia..she tried to keep holding on but her hold was losing its grip by every second that passed.

Jessica pulled and pulled and pulled. The STF had lingered to long and was ravaging her body. Despite the pain in her body, Jessica was making progress. She felt the iron grip of Freia slowly becoming aluminum, and then down. Her arms were flexing now, mostly unintentionally, as those long hours in the gym were beginning to pay off.

Her eyes were narrowed and those purple irises showed nothing but focus. She wanted desperately to rid herself of this woman and she was going to make that work come hell or high water. Or both. The Violent Violet pulled with all her might to try and relieve herself of Freia.

Freia's grip was fading with each passing second against this clearly physically stronger opponent of hers, which was causing the white haired beauty a lot of problems as she kept up her attempts to keep the stf locked in...but soon enough that idea turned into a dream as she couldn't keep the hold locked in.

Forced to abandon the hold, the white haired wrestle angel veteran would attempt to pull free from Jessica's grip and try to roll away from her opponent. She knew at least that she had put her through a long and painful submission hold now and probably weakened the girl quite a bit though.