Claire vs Taylor

Claire tried to fight against Taylor's persistent struggles. The hammerlock was a simple hold, so it would be unlikely that it would break loose because of them, but Claire couldn't apply proper pressure on it, as Taylor never stayed in one place for more than a split second. From the start, it seemed that the hold would be pretty useless - not to mention that Taylor could find a counter to it. Claire had to do something. So, right before Taylor raised her knee, she decided to kick at the backside of Taylor's legs; the aim was to make her fall to her knees, so that struggling would be harder for her. If it worked, Taylor would also be unable to kick her like she had been planning.

Taylor's kick did fail because Claire brought her down to her knees, but there was one thing the white haired girl didnt calculate. When the blonde woman goes down, there would be a moment in which Claire would be on her feet, holding Taylor's arms. That'd allow the angel to perform a quick counter; with a quick movement of her wrist and suddenly grabbing her opponent's forearm with both hands, Taylor would try to flip Claire over her shoulder and to the mat onto her back. Not only that'd release her, but it'd also hurt the white haired girl. That, of course, if she was able to pull off such a move.

Absorbed in working Taylor to the ground, Claire didnâ€t have the time to react when Taylor grabbed her. Due to their difference in relative height, the counter was even faster, as Taylor didnâ€t have to do much force; in fact, Claire was slammed onto the mat so quickly that she didnâ€t even realize what had hit her. Of course, her hold was undone as well. Lying on the mat in front of Taylor, both pain and surprise would leave her stunned for long enough for Taylor to get in the offensive – or recover from the hold, if necessary.

Taylor didnt waste a single second, and quickly moved to cover Claire in a rather... awkward position - for her -. Having her opponent laying on the ground so close, she didnt bother crawling around and going for a normal pin. She moved forward and planted her butt on Claire's face, laying her body right a-top of hers, like in a 69 position. She wrapped both arms around her opponent's thighs to help herself keep her pinned down, while she used her knees to pin the white haired woman's arms to the ground. "One!" The referee started counting, slapping her hand upon the mat for the first time.

Claire was soon put into what was probably the most embarassing pin she had ever experienced. Taylor's butt weighed onto her face, blocking her vision of anything else, but she didn't need to see anything to understand that she was in a pinch. The first count then hurried her to get out of that position, humiliating or not. She tried to get one shoulder up, but with her legs being grabbed she could not muster enough impulse to free her arms from under Taylor's knees. Claire started struggling furiously, trying to find an escape route by any means, panting between Taylor's ass cheeks as she did so.

Taylor did her best to ignore Claire's hot breath tickling her almost bare ass. "Two!" The second count came with another slap of the referee to the mat. Her victory was getting closer and closer... She just needed to keep Claire pinned down for a second more. It was awfully hard, so if the white haired woman kept struggling, she might not be able to hold her down for the three count... "S-Stay... down...!" She yelled against her opponent's lower belly, not really happy with the position either... but it was the best she could do right now.

This couldn't be happening. No matter how strong and noble Taylor was, no matter how challeging this match had been, Claire couldn't accept being defeated by such a humiliating move. She still had so much fight in her! Struggling like she never had before, Claire tried to twist her whole body to one side, using all her muscles at once in a desperate attempt to escape from the third count.

Surprised by Claire's incredibly strong struggles, Taylor was forced right off her opponent just a moment before the third count. The blonde girl fell to the mat onto her side right next to Claire, quickly rolling away before her opponent could recover and counter. She couldnt let her catch her now! She didnt know if she'd be able to resist another submission hold, so she had to finish Claire quick before she had the chance to lock her in another hold.

"Safe!" Claire was even able to hear the referee stopping herself in the middle of the word "three". That had been a close one, and she wasn't even that tired. She couldn't let Taylor get her off-guard again. Still down, she tried to grab her escaping figure by the ankle, but all she got was a fistful of air. Frowning, she decided to stick with her strategy and rolled away as well. This time, however, she didn't get up, instead showing Taylor her back and feigning tiredness. If she was a pure striker, Claire thought, then all she would be able to do on her feet were downward strikes, kicks and pin attempts. The idea of Taylor's fist homing down on her was not an enticing image, but it would be worth the try if Claire could catch her.

Claire's tactic would have worked with everyone in the league, but with Taylor. Because of this policy of her, the blonde woman wasnt allowed to attack a downed opponent. That means Claire could stay down as long as she wanted, but Taylor would only wait for her to stand up. Meanwhile, she'd use this time to rest a bit so she'd be in perfect conditions to continue later when Claire got back up.