Sarah O'Brien Vs Darren Hopeless (For coiwy)

Darren closed his eyes tightly as he felt Sarah pull herself back and the pressure continue to be poured on. He shook his head he needed to find a way out of this. She seemed to distract him again though her crotch rubbing. He arched his back as he tried to get the red head off of him his cheeks turning an even darker red. "No I can't." he replied

"Come on, limey," Sarah whispered. "Tap out, or I'm gonna break your legs in half. And I don't want to have to do that."

Darren made one last ditch attempt to get free sliding his hand off of Sarah's butt to drive it into her side.

Sarah let out a grunt as Darren's fist suck into her side, but there wasn't as much power behind it as he'd probably hoped and she was able to ignore it. Reaching back, she aimed to grab at his arm to keep him from punching her again, thereby getting control of both his arms.

Darren should have known that his punch wouldn't have much effect seeing as the conditions wasn't at all in his favor. Even worse she now had both of his arms making him pretty much helpless in her move. "I-I give." he whispered giving Sarah the lead 2 - 1 He would have to make sure she didn't get another submission out of him and extend that lead now.

"Good call, limey," Sarah replied, quickly disentangling herself from Darren and giving him a quick peck on the check before dismounting. She sat down to watch him strip, wondering what would be next to go. She was one up again - just three more submissions and he was hers for the night.

As soon as Sarah released him but not before giving him a peck on the cheek. Darren's legs felt like jello that wasn't a good sign at. He slowly pushed himself up into a seated position well the next easiest thing to loose was going to come off his top. He slipped his top off only his bottoms and underwear next. The blonde rolled over slowly crawling into the corner using the ropes to push himself to his feet. Wincing at the throbbing in his legs. He really should have given up sooner but he was just stubbon like that. He leaned back against the turnbuckle his arms sprawled across the top ropes as he used them as an aid to keep himself up

Sarah remained seated in the centre of the ring, leaning back on her hands to give Darren a good view of her chest. He looked tired already, which should work in her favour for the rest of the match, but she knew from experience that it wouldn't slow him down much.
"Ready when you are," she said sweetly, wiping a little sweat from her brow.

Darren might have been tired but that wouldn't effect his speed much it was the point of his legs almost being torn off that would most likely do that the most. His legs lightly trembled beneath him as he watched Sarah. "Yeah yeah I'm ready when you are." he replied pushing himself off the ropes using this time to get the feeling back in his legs and a little more stability.

"You don't look it," Sarah noted, watching Darren's shaky movement. "Just come and sit down for a moment, get your strength back a bit. I wanna enjoy this fight, you know."