Brittany vs Death by Seduction

Brittany coughed and gagged as she tried to punch Niska anywhere she could hoping to get free from the ropes. Brittany was focusing her attention on Niska again forgetting about Mitra completely again.

The punches were kind of blind and didn't really do much to dislodge the green haired dominatrix, although she did huff out at a couple of the rib shots.. Keeping ahold of the back of Brittany's head, Niska jump down off the apron to yank Brittany's head suddenly down... Forcing the girl's neck and chest to pull taut on the ropes so that as Niska let go, the ropes would slingshot Brittany down onto her back in the ring.

Brittany coughed and gagged as Niska pulled her down and she soon found herself on her back coughing and rolling around trying to regain her bearings. All the while yelling profanities at Niska still forgetting about the opponent she was actually fighting Mitra.

She'd soon remember that Mitra was still in the ring with her because as Brittany fell to her back, the pink haired dominatrix clad in the leather corset used the ropes to bounce off of and then would leap into the air as she came to the prone body of Brittany... Kicking her feet out so as to come down with a leg drop right across the blonde's chest

Brittany tried to scream as Mitra's feet connected with her chest but the air was forced from her mouth. Brittany tried to roll away from her assualter while clutching her chest wanting to try and but time for herself to recover. If Brittany is allowed time to recover she will move to the closest corner and try to regain her breath while intently watching her opponent.

Mitra giggled all sugar and spice, her finger placed at her lips as she watched Brittany get to her feet.

"Still thinking this is going to be easy?" she asked as she approached. Once near enough, Mitra would throw her booted foot up to try and kick deep into Brittany's belly so that she would double over and grab one handful of her blonde hair.

Brittany doubled over and screamed as Mitra grabbed her hair "Let go of me you bitch" Brittany yelled out throwing punches out blindly hoping to hit Mitra so she could get back into the fight instead of being the two girls punching bag.

Brittany's fist was lucky enough to strike Mitra directly on her right boob.

"Ah!" She yelped out sharply, letting go of Brittany's hair and taking a few steps back..

Mitra smiled slightly, cupping her hand over her breast and massaging faintly.

"So there is some fight in you.." She giggled, "I like that." Mitra poked out her tongue playfully as she swayed her hips

Brittany shook her head before glaring at Mitra "Yeah and your about to get your ass kicked" Brittany said as she charged at Mitra aiming to clothesline her opponent to the mat. "I'm noy playing around any more i'm going to beat you both senseless".

"Ugh!" Mitra let out as Brittany connected with the clothesline, taking her down to the mat. She lay on her back, slipping her arm across her bust and groaning softly, although it was uncertain if the groan was one in pain or of one in please.

"Mmh.. Gonna get all rough and personal now hon?" Niska said, a seductive smile on her lips as she leaned one arm on the ropes and rested her chin lathagically in her hand as she watched on from the corner of the ring.