Ivory & Violet vs Summer and Winter- bed wrestle tag match

"Ooomph!" Ivory grunted as she and Summer fell off the bed. Gingerly, Ivory began to pull herself back up, but winced as another hand suddenly grabbed her by the hair and began to pull her up."

"Dumbass, you plowed into Summer when she was standing right next to me, where did you think you were gonna end up when you rolled off the bed?"

Ivory and Violet's eyes both widened. Before Violet could rush to her sister's aid, Winter rammed Ivory head-first into the bed post. Ivory cried out in pain as the impact rolled her back onto the bed, followed quickly by Winter. The Canadian girl wimpered and clutched her forehead as she rolled on the bed.

Winter crawled up behind the blond wrapping her legs around the girl's waist. As the girl held her head, Winter leaned in to get her in a full nelson as well shooting a grin at Violet.

Summer groaned and sat up slowly, likewise rubbing the back of her ponytailed head.

"Ah...AAAAAAAAH!" Ivory cried as her arms were forced back into a full nelson. Once again, her sore midsection was the recipient of another body scissor, this time from behind. She could feel Winter behind her, her warm breath tingling against the back of her neck, and she shook her head, frantically trying to roll to her side in a vain effort to shake Winter off of her.

At the bedside, Violet felt herself going red with rage at Winter's treatment of her sister. "Come on, sis!" she shouted. "You can get out! Don't give up!"

As Winter flexed the girl's arms back tearing at the tendons with timed pulses of painful strength, Ivory managed to roll onto her belly. Then the tiring Canadian started to push up on her knee to roll them back over onto their backs and Winter seperated her ankles quickly giving Ivory's thigh a brief kick to knock it out from under her and prevent the girl from rolling any further. She chuckled softly in the girl's ear.

Summer joined Violet in cheering the wrestler's on, "Yeah, work her Winter, keep it up!"

Just as an exhausted Ivory managed to roll onto her belly, Winter 's knee suddenly rammed into her spine, eliciting a cry of pain from the girl and sending her collapsing onto her front, where she lay, panting for breath.

(I still don't think you got it, Winter isn't actually hurting Ivory she's just knocking her down to keep her from rolling. I'm gonna go ahead anyway.)

Winter relinked her legs around the girl and returned to torturing her waist gleefully. "Oh, poor Ivory looks so tired. I'm not sure she's going to make it to the other side of the bed." she teased. She cinched up on the grip of the full nelson worsening the girl's condition in that regard too.

"AAAAGH!" Ivory screamed as Winter tightened the hold. By now, her entire body was soaked in sweat, and her white panties and bra were beginning to darken a little. She kicked frantically at the mat, trying in van to escape. Gritting her teeth, she tried rolling again, putting all of her diminishing strength into pushing herself and Winter to the side.

This time Winter reacted to slowly to Ivory's attempt to continue her roll being distracted by her eagerness to further injure the girl. As Ivory began to make some real progress Winter suddenly let her go and rolled back the opposite way getting to her feet quickly. She turned half way around and stuck her ass out in Violet's direction slapping it twice teasingly before readying herself for Violet's turn.

Ivory was on the verge of screaming out her submission when Winter suddenly released her, letting her flop unceremoniously to the mat. Ivory lay there, breathing shallowly and unmoving. Violet's eyes widened as she saw the bad state her sister was in.

"Ivory! Tag me! Come on, get out of there!" she exclaimed, extending her hand. Weakly, Ivory slowly raised a shaking arm up towards Violet. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Ivory's hand reached Violet's, and the tag was made.

Quick as a flash, Violet was suddenly on the bed, lunging with a forearm at Winter's throat as she aimed to clothesline her...

Winter smiled at her enraged opponent's thoughtless rush. Casually she ducked and shot an arm up to hook the dark haired girl's elbow and trip her face first onto the bed. She tried to transfer some of the girl's momentum so she herself would spin around and come down knees first on the girl's back.