Talia Wilson vs Jesse James (Completed)

Talia had barely dodged Jesse's spear, though it wasn't like she was fully aware of her surroundings just yet. Nevertheless, seeing him caught in the ropes gave the girl confidence which she would need if she was going to turn this around. Quickly, the acrobat would jump off the nearby ropes and try to missile dropkick Jesse's back. It was likely her favorite go-to move; but Jesse had done a great job at keeping her grounded. If she connected, Talia would immediately get to her knees and pull Jesse's midsection backwards while tripping his legs with her arm wrapped around his leg in a small package pin. She likely hadn't done enough damage to him quite yet, but if he was dizzy and disorientated enough, Talia thought she might get lucky.

Jesse was struggling to release himself from the ropes. His sore shoulder didn't make it easier at all, and eventually he turned out to be too slow in his actions. As Talia was a fast fighter, she was able to jump at him, and connect a painful missile dropkick on him. Grunting in pain again, he soon felt her trying to take control of his body, and taking him in some kind of a pin. To the crowds excitement it probably looked like she had him in deep trouble, even though it actually wasn't that much so.

As Talia was a relatively weak fighter, it was probably easy for Jesse to kick out his legs from her pin, with only her arm trying to keep hold of them. Additionally, as he would probably be able to turn his body around as well, facing her he would try to quickly take her head in his armpit, and put her to the ground with his headlock, giving him enough time to finally overcome the ropes.

The little acrobat managed to connect her dropkick just as planned. Jesse even fell over backwards when she tried the follow-up pin. She tried to press her weight against the man as she pinned him down, but it didn't last long. Jesse kicked his legs up before the ref count even count one. Talia fell to her back from the kickout. She rolled to her feet to try and maintain the momentum she had been building up. In her head, she had imagined herself using a submission to hurt his weakened shoulder.

But Jesse was far more aware of his surroundings than Talia had thought. Just as he kicked out of the pin, his arm shot up and grabbed ahold of her head. "Eek!" she cried as he pulled her to the ground in a headlock. She grabbed and his arms to try and pry her head from the hold but without success. The girl started throwing awkward punches at Jesse's abdomen in hopes it would do enough to free her from his grap. It was an awkward motion from her position in the headlock, however.

Jesse sighed in relief as he had managed to clear himself from the ropes. It was a bad position to be in, and a very vulnerable one. Talia would've had too many chances to punish him if he didn't get himself freed from them, but luckily he had been successful. Additionally, he had gotten her in his headlock, giving him the advantage for the moment. But it wasn't long until she started punching his belly, making it impossible to keep the hold longer.

Jesse tried to still keep in control over Talia. In order to get some rest for his sore shoulder, after releasing the headlock he would try to quickly roll over her, so that he would be sitting on her ass while applying bodyscissors on her sides. Then in order to make the hold more painful, he would stretch her other arm as far backwards as he could, while trying to make her feel small under him again.

Talia had been throwing punches at Jesse when he suddenly rolled over her and sat down on her ass. "Ugh!" She would groan as she was once again being held down by the larger man. She hadn't even realized that his legs had wrapped around her sides and were now pushing inwards in a crushing bodyscissors. Even as she reached for something to grab for leverage, Jesse grabbed her arm and pulled back. The girl yelped in even more pain. She kicked at the ground, try to get loose somehow but the man's legs were held tightly onto her sides. She started to grind her teeth, trying to take the pain. "L-Let go of me!" she yelled before coughing once.

Jesse was squeezing Talia hard. He really wanted to get the win over her, and he figured that the more force he used, the sooner she would have to give up. He was actually quite impressed of how strong and even muscular his thighs looked compared to her body, as he was trying to practically cut her in half. He didn't really even feel bad about hurting her anymore, because he knew that all his moves were fair and legal, and she just couldn't respond to them.

"Well, I think you know what to do, if you want me to let go of you...." he told Talia, as she was pleading for mercy in his hold. To weaken her morale even more, as his shoulder had healed quite well by now, he would try to grab hold of her second arm as well, pulling it backwards too, as badly as he could, hoping to get her to submit.

Talia was really feeling the pressure from Jesse. Not just because of this hold, but because of the many different submission holds he had put her into. Her body wasn't use to this kind of repeated punishment. As he grabbed her other arm and pulled back on it as well, she couldn't help but moan out in pain. His strength was becoming too much for her, she just could not take this much pain over time. "Aaahh..." she would moan intermittently as he kept the pain on her sides.

Even as she moaned out in pain, Talia did not visibly submit to Jesse. The look on her face would make someone think she was ready to break at any second, but even then she kept crying in pain instead of accepting it. Jesse had a habit of letting go of her after a little while, and she was just trying tough it out. "No..." she weakly moaned to him when he hinted at what she had to do to free herself from the pain.

Jesse felt demoralized for a second, as once again the petite girl refused to submit. The fact that no matter how hard he tried to make her submit, she would always refuse made him lose his faith a bit. What else could he do to her to make her break down? Although he had to praise her for how much she had probably had to endure in the past, as the punishment in this match so far hadn't been enough for her to quit yet.

But she was right about his habit. Jesse's weakness in submission holds was that he got tired himself easily applying them, and he had a tendency of quickly losing faith in them. That was the case again. As Talia denied to submit once again, he held the hold for only a few more seconds, before deciding to change the tactic. But even though he felt a bit demoralized, he remembered that he still hadn't tried his finisher on her.

Counting on Talia's body to be all sore after his hold, with her being unable to resist, he would slowly release his hold. He would then quickly stand up, try to take hold of her legs and drag her next to the turnbuckle. Then he would place her other knee on the ropes next to the turnbuckle, making sure it wasn't easy to get it off from there, then he'd pull the other leg away from it on the other side of the turnbuckle, stretching her legs as open as he could get, and finally lay on the mat keeping the hold, and additionally take her head again in his crushing scissors.

Talia breathed a sigh of relief when he released the hold on her. She held her sides with her arms, even though her shoulders now hurt from how they were stretched. She had kept her face into the mat, hiding her face which showed pain. Even as she was dragged by her legs into the turnbuckle, the girl kept her arms at opposite sides. The pained girl looked up at what Jesse was doing just as he stepped to her side and pulled back on her leg. Instantly, her arms shot out to her leg as if to free it from his grasp but she couldn't. She screamed in misery as her legs were split. Her stretched and sweat soaked swimsuit didn't hide anything of her.

Before she had even had time to do anything, she felt Jesse's legs wrap around her head in a headscissors. Her hands grabbed onto his legs, trying to free her from his strong grasp. When it didn't work, she tried to shake her knee from from beside the turnbuckle. When that didn't work as well, Talia's eyebrows curled up, a helpless look forming on her face between cries of pain. This time, the resilient pink beauty had nothing to say to Jesse. Her moans of pain quickly devolved into whimpers of agony as tears began to flow from her eyes. The submission hold was about to finally break her. Assuming, of course, that Jesse had the patience to finish her off.

As Jesse pulled Talia into his finisher hold, he could feel how weak she was already. That gave him again more confidence that he could finally finish her, and those hopes were supported by the fact that setting her up to the hold was easy. Her attempts at resistance were all either too late or too weak.

As he saw the tears in her eyes, this first reaction was that he should loosen the hold. But he was able to resist that temptation, knowing that he had to just keep on punishing her, until she would submit. And instead of giving her mercy, the longer she tried to resist submitting, the more he would transition his headscissors into neckscissors, slowly depriving her of air. "Come on now, why do you choose to suffer, babe?"