Mimete vs Sasha (complete)

Mimete wiped her mouth where she was punched. Then she would go up to Sasha, and try to shove her head down between her thighs. Mimete's would try to use her leg strangth to keep Sasha's head in place as she gave a stuck up "hmph" and smile and brushed a hand through her hair to appeal slightly to the audience.

Then she would lean down and pull on the back of Sasha's shorts to try and pull the lower half of her body up for a simple piledriver.

Sasha's world was turned upside down quite sudden.Her head was caught between Mimete's legs and as she knelt down, Sasha'S head did hit the mat hard.Sasha flipped over, ass sticking up,growling and in a spinning world.
Sasha groaned in pain,skipping aside,panting for breath.

Even though Mimete had not used her finisher she seemed to get it into her head to try and finish Sasha off,perhaps underestimating the tough Russian kid's endurance.

Mimete lay her breasts down on top of Sasha's chest. She lifted one of Sasha's legs and lightly tapped the mat with her other hand as she attempted to count along with the ref in the pinfall atempt.

Sasha shoock her head, to clear it from the dusty cobwebs. She grolwed, hearing the ref-girl and Mimete count for the two. She tensed her muscles and gritted her teeth.Buckeling her hip and bowing up she tried to kick free and did so with a little roar.
She bridged off and kicked free,stomping her opponent away with a gasp.

Mimete got up and away from Sasha to her knees. She turned to the audience with hands on her hips while still on her knees and gave their pert little pouty face about missing the pin. She would then get up and turn to Sasha watching the young girl.

Sasha charged at Mimete suddenly, pacing in low. She jumped up low. She leaned back, straghtening her self. She kicked forth both her feet,aiming her army boots forward at Mimete's chest in an all-out drop-kick.

Mimete gets drop kicked in the titties. She cries out and falls to the floor holding her breasts protectively and kicking her feet and amiing a fuss.

Sasha stood up, her own wordl spinning slightly. With an angry glarre at her downed foe she knelt down and grabbed for two good handfulls of Mimete's hair, burying her little, strong hands in the soft curls. Leaning back and puling, Sasha tried to dragg Mimiete toawrd the ropes, over the rough mat and with a hard yank."Time for some pussy-poetry" Sasha hissed.
She was up to some serious paindealing.

Mimete screamed as she was dragged to ropes but could not free herself of Sasha's grip. Seemed that this would be the time of the match where Sasha could show off one of her signature moves on Mimete to seriosuly wear her down.

Sasha dragged Mimete toward the ropes and dropped her there with a sillent thud.The young Russian grabbed her by the ankles hard and pulled,raising the other girl's lower body from the mat. With a short yank and leaning back a bit, Sasha raised Mimete's hip up by the feet just until it hovered below the middle rope.Sasha slipped the Beverly Hills girl's left leg trough the middle of lower and midd rope, so that it was out side the ring.Sasha reached over the toprope with her right for Mimete's left ankle.Pulling again, Sasha fixed both of Mimete's ankles under her left armpit, her right grabbing the toprope for some support.
Finally Sasha placed her right foot on the middrope beside Mimete's hip bor she started to pull steady ,forcing Mimete's crotch up harsh into the ropes, shaking and grinding, going for her submission and humilation move called:PussyPoetry.
"Now how does that feel?" Sasha asked.