Molly Reed vs. Janet "The Ex" O'Neil

Molly did not retain her grip on Janet's hair, allowing The Ex to fall to her knees. Brushing a lock of hair back to strut for the audience, Molly would step forward and lock her hands together, delivering a double-fist axe handle blow to the back of Janet's head, "Squeal, bitch!" If it struck true and knocked Janet prone, the actress would set one foot atop her foe's back and grind her into the mat, again, preening for the audience.

"Ughh!" Janet gruntly clumsily, staggering and being brought to her hands and knees, panting and long hair hanging around her face like a veil. Her head was spinning, holding it with one hand as she rested her head on the mat, taking a while for her to even register Molly's boasting and demanding her to make yet another animal noise.

She'd start to crawl after a few seconds, trying to take hold of the ropes and help herself up, catch her breath, and exact some revenge

Molly preened for the crowd, brushing back a lock of hair as Janet crawled away. Sending a few lazy kisses to the audience for precisely the amount of time she would need to tease, Molly turned her attention back to Janet. She took a strutted toward her, hips swaying ever so slightly, "If you think I look like a man, just you wait until I am through with you." Her face donned a cruel snarl as she would raise her arm and aim to rake her across Janet's face.

Janet barely reached the ropes with both hands when Molly went after her again. With a low growl, hearing Molly's taunting start again as she grew closer, Janet would turn and put most of her weight on her arms before thrusting her bare foot out at Molly's crotch, aiming to bash her sole upward into her lightly guarded crotch as her hand raised for her face.

"Is THAT what it takes to shut you UP, whore!?"

"Aiyah!" Molly shrieked as Janet's foot struck home, sending the actress staggering back and collapsing, clutching her womanhood. "B... bitch!" She growled, whimpering in pain, trying to roll herself face down to fight through the burning pain and stand back up, but for the moment, she was at Janet's mercy.

Janet would crawl up to her feet, winded by her attack but trying to take the offensive. She would move up beside Molly's legs, grabbing her bottoms and pull them down enough to bare her butt, trying to hold her down as she started to spank away, pushing down on Molly's head by her hair to try and keep her down long enough to suffer the pain and punishment before the crowd

Molly's lips curled into a defiant snarl, but she was helpless as Janet bared her rear to the crowd and yelped with each smack against her bottom. "Ah! Eah! Damn!"

After a few seconds of this punishment, Molly, recovering as much as she could from that low blow, would bring her hands up to dig her nails into the appendage Janet pressed down on her head with. Molly would try to buck Janet off her in the same motion. "Get... OFF! BITCH!"

Janet let out a shriek at the stabbing pain in her wrist, letting go and slipping back from Molly holding her wrist. She'd scowl at her and try to get back up, this time trying to a running kick into Molly's ribs to take some wind and fight out of her.

"Stay down and take it like the slut you are!"

Rolling on her back, Molly let out some hissed breaths through her teeth as she tried to overcome the pain in her entire lower body from Janet's abuse. "Gaah... Damn." She groaned, slowly rising.

Her eyes shot wide when she noticed Janet tearing across the ring at her. Too late to react, Janet's powerful kick struck true, knocking Molly back, slamming the actress against the ropes. Gasping for breath, Molly would slide down the ropes to the mat, stunned by the force of Janet's assault.

Janet could see the crowd-pleaser potential as Molly hit the ropes, leaning down to grab her arms and drape them over the middle ropes. She'd raise her hand, twirling it in a cowgirl motion before leaping at Molly, a risky but rewarding move to try and slip her legs between the ropes and bounce on them, ramming her pelvis into Molly's face in the process like a bucking bronco