Rough Revenge On The Buxom Bunny

"E...Eight!" Karen would roar out, before the sharp pain in her foot caused her body to somewhat numb, arms falling to her side.

Juniper scoffed, releasing the bite. "How...Normal for a girl as big as you..." The redhead gently carresses her hand along the sole of the foot she just bit. "Im about your size and my feet are size 10. I'll have to show you in a few moments. Maybe you can get up close and personal with them..." Juniper bit that heel again.

The second bite hurt oh so much more, considering it was a repeated assault. Karen would bang the mat with her clenched fist, to try and fight through the pain, before trying to crawl somewhat forward to freedom.

Gettin admittedly cocky, Juniper would lean Karen go and would let her foot flop to the canvas. Taking some stride away and oit of Karen's range, the redhead shook her head. "Geez. I thought you would remember how ineffective the ropes were last time without a referee...Guess you dont learn, do ya?"

Hands grabbing the ropes more of instinct to being put into a ground hold rather than actual effect, Karen would grunt as it became apparent Juniper was playing by her old personal rules. "Get...OFF!" She'd try to use the ropes to somewhat forcibly twist her body, with varying success against the sheer size and power of her red-head foe.

She cupped her hands around her mouth: "You aint got anyone on you! Get up already!" Juniper pointed out that she let go and took some strides away from her opponent. Though not to be a complete and utter bitch, she waits for Karen to get up fully before moving anywhere closer.

Again victim to a Juniper clad leg-based manoeuvre, Karen would grunt as she'd start to slowly rise. Wobbling forward somewhat, she knew for a fact she wouldn't be given chance to breath. Hell, she wasn't even allowed a rope break after all.

Raising her hands, somewhat covering her body, she'd try to stand by the ropes as long as possible, knowing it gave her the greatest base for a defence.

"You look tired already, Karen. I haven't even reached the end of this...What should we call it? A match? Or a message? Yeah, my message to you that I am stronger." She crosses here arms. "Tell ya what. One submission. I'll let tou get one free submission on me. Any one you want. Just tell me what position to get in."

Allowed to stand, Karen would turn, her face somewhat growling at the woman who stood across from her and declared her superiority. Karen might of won their first match; but this was a fight, no rules, no restrictions. A 'win' here would mean a hundred times more than a official match in the blondes mind.

She'd huff somewhat at the offer, before stepping forward, her foe clearly cocky. "Tch...this has gotten to your head..." she'd mutter, briefly standing front to front with her foe. Suddenly, she'd bend, aiming to somewhat wrap her arms just under Junipers thighs, and with a hefty pull, try to pull her clean off her feet.

If that went well, she'd suddenly turn Juniper over onto her back, giving her a taste of her own medicine in a boston crab!

"Of course its gonna go my head! Where else is it gonna go? My thighs?" She struck a pose upon saying that. That stopped when Karen stood eye to eye with Juniper. "Hmm....Can I help you?"

Juniper was expecting a bearhug or some sort of standing move. She was taken off guard when she was grabbed. Her body slamming down onto the mats. "Ugh!" She cries out.That was only the start of it, as she was picked up and rolled over into a Boston crab! "A-Agh....Ahh!"