Emily Nelson vs Mistress Isabelle (Completed)

Emily collapsed onto her front as she finally found herself free of Isabelle's encircling legs, hungrily breathing in air. That last hold had almost knocked her out, and if she hadn't managed to snag the ropes, she would have lost for sure. She began to move her arms and legs, trying to get some feeling back into them...

...and felt her scalp sting as Isabelle grabbed her by the hair. "Ah...AH..." Grabbing weakly at Isabelle's wrist, Emily found herself being dragged upright, back to the centre of the ring.

Although she was still feeling fairly weak from that last hold, Emily gritted her teeth and cupped her hands together, swinging an axe-handle at Isabelle's midsection while the other girl had her by the hair.

Unable to successfully bodyslam her opponent onto the canvas, Isabelle felt a stinging blow to her midsection that dropped her to her knees, gasping for breath as it'd been knocked out of her.

She immediately began favoring her midsection with her arms as she wasn't able to finish off her opponent.

Catching her breath, Emily saw that her axe-handle had worked. Isabelle was staggering away from her, sinking to her knees.

Not wasting any time, Emily rushed forward, aiming to nail Isabelle with a hard clothesline while she was still stunned. She needed to retake control of this match, and soon.

Shortly after Isabelle was stunned by an axe handle to the midsection, she fell victim to a vicious clothesline that sent her falling hard onto her back. With her left leg lying flat on the mat, and her right foot planted on the mat with her knee in the air, her arms lay flat across the mat as she breathed heavily with her hair in her face.

Breathing heavily, Emily collapsed down to one knee after launching that clothesline, still fairly weakened by Isabelle's earlier holds. In front of her, though, Isabelle had been knocked flat on her back by Emily's counter. Huffing, Emily pushed herself back up to her feet, ready to repay Isabelle in kind.

Grabbing at Isabelle's booted foot, Emily would kneel down, folding the leg over her own outstretched knee while pressing down on the knee of Isabelle's free leg with one booted foot. Holding her breath, she would twist sharply at Isabelle's trapped leg, aiming to put pressure on her knee and ankle while keeping herself out of reach of the other girl's arms.

Isabelle screamed in pain as Emily locked in her leg submission. Her ring awareness was a bit off as she didn't know exactly where she was in the ring, but she sat up and reached toward Emily, but realized that she couldn't reach her.

She slapped the mat in pain while enduring the hold, but refusing to submit to Emily. After a lengthy time spent in the hold, she finally reached out and grabbed for the ropes, wrapping her hands around the bottom rope.

Emily gave a frustrated curse as Isabelle grabbed the bottom rope. Releasing her opponent's legs, she stood back up, giving a vindictive stomp down on the German's midsection as she did so.

Once she stood back up, Emily would grab isabelle by the head, dragging her up to her feet. Turning, she would suddenly drop down, aiming to snapmare Isabelle back to the mat.

Isabelle gasped in pain as she felt a stomp to her midsection.

She noticed that she was being pulled up to her feet, and within seconds, she was flipped over in a snapmare, landing on her bottom in the center of the ring.

Emily didn't stop to throw in a clever remark. As soon as Isabelle hit the mat, she grabbed at her opponent's wrists, using them to pull Isabelle back up to her feet. Once that was done, Emily would suddenly drop down into a seated position, sliding her slender legs up around Isabelle's arms and locking her ankles behind her head, trapping her in a lotus lock.

With Isabelle now trapped, Emily would take a deep breath and lean back, pouring pressure into the hold while keeping in mind the distance the two of them had from the ropes. "Ye'd better give up, lass!"

"Ahhhh!!! Noooo!" Isabelle screamed in pain as her arms were pulled back and trapped in Emily's legs.

She was indeed trapped, in the center of the ring. Her feet pounded the mat in frustration as she realized just how far from the ropes she was. She certainly wasn't going to escape, but she didn't want to submit.

"Nooo, I'm not going to submit! Ahhh!" Isabelle screamed more, not wanting to give up as she was determined to win the match.