[FWC] Cassandra vs Amy. Handcuff POW!

Amy had Cassandra right where she wanted her, the girls back was killing her and the match had clearly worn the girl out as Amy tried to turn her around and throw another punch into the girls belly. "Don't worry, were just about done here." The blonde said as she pulled her out of the corner and looked at the ropes.

Smirking she would push Cassandra towards the ropes so she would bounce off the ropes and come back at her, letting Amy set up her finisher. Pushing the girl up in the air she would catch her and drop her down for a pop-up powerbomb the floor. "I'm just putting the finishing touches on this match."

Cassandra would grunt out as received a strike to her belly, worn out a great deal by this point in the match. Amy was killing her now, and the brit had no idea how she was going to come back from this. Suddenly then the fierce lioness would pull her out from the corner, forcing her to walk somewhat sloppily before simply pushing the weakened and battered foreigner hard towards the ropes.

The brit would bounce off them before stumbling somewhat towards the blond. She was off balance and tired, making her easy picking for the lioness as she grabbed her on the rebound. Then Amy would pop Cassandra up into the air, which was a pretty impressive feet, before catching and slamming her back down on the ring mat.

"Oh-Fuck-NOOOOO!" she would scream out as she went up and thought the air.

The British Babe would then let out a intense cry of pain as her already aching back hit the mat, followed by her head which whipped back fast. Needless to say things went black for a moment, and the woman wasn't moving other than her chest going up and down. She had basically been dominated by Amy this entire match up...which would make Cassandra feel pretty shitty about herself when she came too...

Tossing her up and bringing her down the blonde wanted that to be the end. The pop-up powerbomb rarely if ever failed her and she was hoping it would work now as she tried to get ahold of Cassandra's arms and start to drag her, not wanting to waste too much time. She wanted Cassandra beaten and suffering for her and her friends mouth yesterday and she had the best chance to do it. IF she didn't do so now Cassandra would grow into a bigger problem and she wasn't willing to deal with that.

"Lets see how you look in cuffs Cass." Dragging her towards the ring ropes where a pair of handcuffs were Amy kept her grip on one of Cassandra's arms and tried to grab it with her other arm, pull it off and clasp it around her own. If she succeeded there she would try and get ahold of the other arm and do the same to finally win this match

Cassandra was seemingly lifeless as the lioness grabbed a half of her a dragged her across the ring. It was as if Amy were taking away a fresh kill like a real life predator, but in truth she was putting an end to this match as she brought the brit to the handcuffs.

Cassandra would simply groan a bit, still out of consciousness for the most part as the blond start to lock one cuff around her wrist, and then...another would be locked in place. With both the hand cuffs locking her up against the ropes, the British babe would open her eyes somewhat, which looked rather foggy as if he were in a daze.

The ref girl would signal the bell to ring soon after, which felt like a punch to the gut for the brit. Cassandra felt like a complete loser, an idiot, and worst of all...a weakling. She could barely even squirm around in the steel cuffs Amy had locked on her...which were so humiliating to have on her wrists.

Amy dragged her across and started to put the cuffs on her arm, Cassandra making no real effort to stop her as it seemed the blonde had put a decisive end to her fighting and with that, put an end to the match as the bell rang and Amy's music started playing to boot. Amy smirked as she looked down at Cassandra as her hand was turning her head as she eyed up the cuffed brit, she was tough but the blonde would always be tougher.

"Still think your going to teach me a lesson?" She said getting low and looking at the White-haired girl up close as she patted her face. Her hand trialing down to her chest and then her stomach. "Guess this is all mine, even if it is all beaten up."

Cassandra would simply glared weakly at the lioness got down to her level as she patted her face. She would've swatted the hand away, but the brit was cuffed, and too weak to do so even if she weren't.

"Ugh...just...s-shut up..." Cassandra would groan out as she breathed rather heavily. "Yes...I'm...I'm all your's...heh, but knowing a violent woman like you...a beaten up body is probably better...for your tastes..."

Cassandra wasn't exactly happy about all of this, but she was still going to live up to her word. As of the moment these hand cuffs came on, she had become Amy's PoW. It really sucked, but Cassandra was going to go through all this without fighting the lioness's authority.

"Wow rude, I'm merely pointing out that weren't as good as you thought you were, no need to be hostile about it." Amy said with a snicker. "Oh you think so? Cause I can show you a beaten body real easy." Amy said as her hand turned to a fist and she brought it up, hitting the only spot she wanted to get the most fun out of as she drove it down into Cassandra's belly.

Not stopping with just one she brought her hand up again and drove another punch near the same post, pounding her belly with a barrage of punches as she knew Cassandra was helpless to stop her, and at this point she had a feeling people expected it out of her and she wasn't one who liked to disappoint.

Cassandra should've seen this coming. She really, REALLY should have. Amy, being the violent bitch she was, would start drilling the brit's belly with blow after painful blow. Cassandra would do her best not to cry out, but every so often a grunt would turn it a short scream in pain. Clearly the fact that she had a match previous to this beating didn't help her condition in the slightest.

"Ugh! Ack! Oomph! St-Ack! S-stop it! AH!!!" the woman would cry out as her belly was pounded on by the blond thug.

The crowd was booing, but the brit knew better than to think Amy cared about the opinions of others. Soon enough her eyes would be watering, and little later, Cassandra would fall victim to the intense pain she was receiving and fade out of consciousness. Still bound on the ropes, the ref girl would continually shout for the lioness to stop. And for the brit's sake, the blond would hopefully listen. But even if the vicious Amy Evans did so, Cassandra was already KOed, and would probably be so for the time being...leaving herself competely open to a lioness's desires.

"For someone's whos never going to give in, 'not now or ever' you sure do demand I stop a lot in situations you have no place doing so." Amy mocked her previous words as she kept on punching her defenseless belly, even as the crowd disapproved, the ref protested and the girl was clearly in a lot of pain. Her belly turning to mush under the contant barrage of her fists until she passed out, her head and body goin limp despite Amy still hitting with a lot of force. The blonde noticed this and stopped whipping some sweat from her face as she felt her adrenaline dying down. "Well that was fun, suppose I should actually use my win to my advantage. Dotn worry it wont be as bad as this, well not physically bad."

With that Amy moved to uncuff Cassandra from the ropes and turn her to her stomach so she could cuff her again, this would allow her to get her arms behind her back. Grabbing around her side she tried to lift her up and over her shoulder giving her ass a smack as she adjusted things on her. "Heavier then you look, or maybe I'm just tired...woo...Anyway lets get going I only have you for so long and I need to make it count." Amy said carrying the defeated girl out of the ring over her shoulder. "Oh yeah and...chalk this up as a win for America again..does that evens still matter?"