Mud

Releasing her holds, Sarah moved up to sit on Joey's neck. She grabbed him by the hair again and shook his head.
"Ready to give up yet, bitch?" she growled. She banged his head against the mat and waited for his submission.

Joey slowly came to just to find it hard to breathe. And then there was a series of pains as his head seemed to keep hitting the mat. At the moment. His limps were pretty much useless. "ugh....Huh...What?" he questioned looking up at Sarah. The pulling around making him rather dazed and confused. "Yes.....I give up.....if you stop....Pulling me around." he managed to get out although it was a little broken by the was she was thrusting him around by his hair.

Sarah smirked and stood up, letting Joey's head fall again. She planted a foot on her face as she flexed her muscles and posed to the crowd, just to rub it in his face.
"Now you're coming back with me, bitch," she hissed, looking down at Joey.

Joey didn't expect Sarah to win so he didn't expect what she did next. Feeling her let go of him he was now pretty much laying flat on the mat. Sarah's foot now resting on his face as she rubbed her victory in. He let out a growl. before she seemed to remove it and look down at him. "I think we well definately meet in the ring again and next time you won't be so lucky." he threaten.

"You wish," laughed Sarah. She reached down and grabbed Joey by his ear, yanking him up before dragging him out of the ring.