Anesthesia vs. Deathbird ~A nightingale versus a baby bird~

"Bitch..." Anesthesia muttered towards Deathbird as the cheap, cruel kick connected. She stepped towards the other side of the girl, towards her head, reaching down to grab the girl's hair, and with a sharp tug would try to pull her up to her feet. From there, she'd try to wrap an arm around the girl's neck, attempting to place her into a tight sleeper hold.

Deathbird was still moaning as she held her womanhood as if her whole life was depending on her to relieve the excruciating pain. This gave Anesthesia the opportunity to come over and grab her by the hair to bring her up on her feet. Deathbird still held her womanhood with one hand while the other held onto Anesthesia's wrist. Soon, Deathbird was put into a tight sleeper hold, making her to start gasping for air.

Anesthesia smiled cruelly, tightening her arm around Deathbird's neck. She wanted to finish this girl, and get the hell out of here. The girl had gotten on her bad side, and the sooner she was done with her, the better.

She purred at the sound of Deathbird gasping for air, leaning in to whisper softly into her ear, her breath warm against the girl's flesh. "Give in now, little baby bird, and I won't have to hurt you anymore. Resist, and...well, I think you can guess what will happen..."

Deathbird gritted her teeth and scowled when Anesthesia told her to give in. She didn't want to, but given the situation she is in, she doesn't think there was any other choice. She would start to raise one hand up slowly in the thought of tapping out, but wasn't sure if she should.

"You look as if you're reluctant to surrender, little baby bird..." Anesthesia purred into Deathbird's ear, giving her arm another jerk around the girl's neck. "Maybe I should give you some encouragement...?" She asked, the cruel look still in her eyes as she held the girl close.

Slowly, she began to lower herself towards the mat, pulling Deathbird down with her, so that the nurse could take a seat upon the mat with the girl in front of her, still holding her sleeper hold tight. Then, she began to lean back, so that Deathbird was lying atop her facing up, still trapped in her hold. "Give it up," she purred, her breath warm on the flesh of Deathbird's ear. "Or else this will get very bad for you, little baby bird..."

With those words, each of her legs would move forward, trying to snake around each of Deathbird's, working to spread them apart, to spread them wide open for the audience to see. "And trust me, I can make this situation very bad for you..."

Deathbird grunted when Anesthesia jerked her arm around that neck. She could feel the warmth of the nurse's voice against her ear as she began to break a little sweat from the hearing of "encouragement" to make her submit. Soon, Deathbird felt her opponent pull her down and her own legs were spread by Anesthesia's almost like two submissions in one go.

Deathbird felt the pressure now in both her neck and legs. Plus, the embarassment of having the middle of your legs shown in front of the audience felt humiliating. With those feelings and the pain combined, Deathbird felt no choice but to tap on Anesthesia's arm.

"Ah ah ah..." Anesthesia whispered to Deathbird as she felt the girl tapping on her arm. "Verbal submissions only, remember? Let me hear you submit to me, little baby bird..."

She motioned to the ref with her head, and she stepped over towards the two competitors, leaning down with a microphone towards Deathbird so that all would be able to hear her submission.

Deathbird groaned in being reminded that she had give a verbal response in order to end the match. But in her mind, she slyly thought, "Alright, if you insist."

As soon as the microphone went close, she would weakly say, "I...I submit to you, Anesthesia. *pant, pant* Please let me go...so you can get your lollipop."

That was it. At the sound of Deathbird's words, the referee turned away, motioning for the bell to ring, declaring Anesthesia the winner.

The nurse though, kept a hold on Deathbird with her sleeper, looking curiously at her. "Lollipop...?" She asked, curious as to what the girl meant.

Though Deathbird was still in the sleeper, she can't help but giggle as she heard Anesthesia's questioning on the lollipop. "Please don't tell me you don't know what that means. You're a nurse, aren't you?" It was a simple reference and yet Anesthesia didn't get it?